[On Alistair's bed is a tunic he long ago gave up as ruined, restored and re-lined and embroidered with a chain pattern of twisting blue and grey strands. It's not wrapped in anything, and there's no note, but that in itself should be an indicator of who put it there-- wrapping is a waste of time and writing notes that aren't stupid is impossible.
He's had a shit time the last couple months, maybe he should have something nice that he thought he'd lost. Don't get all weird about it.]
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He's had a shit time the last couple months, maybe he should have something nice that he thought he'd lost. Don't get all weird about it.]
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No, he totally wore it and winked at her or something. ]