He hovers by the door, not allowing any shift in his expression. His eyes slide along the men at the table, lingering for a moment on the man with the staff before snapping to her and staying there.
He folds his hands behind his back and steps forward into the room, silently. (There's not anything to say.) He's apparently meant to be here, so he might as well fulfill his role.]
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He hovers by the door, not allowing any shift in his expression. His eyes slide along the men at the table, lingering for a moment on the man with the staff before snapping to her and staying there.
He folds his hands behind his back and steps forward into the room, silently. (There's not anything to say.) He's apparently meant to be here, so he might as well fulfill his role.]