Nightingale feels that little shiver that comes from being in the presence of true power, the prickling of the short hairs on his arms and the back of his neck rising. He inclines his head respectfully. "We are very lucky to have you both here," he says, plain and sincere.
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Date: 2023-12-09 11:15 am (UTC)