He has seen her. In the beginning, and in the Temple windows, but he would recognize her even without that. He walks slowly, befitting the silence, the still air, the cold. The lantern creaks as it sways on the pole.
He stops in front of her for a moment.
"It's good to see you," is what he settles on, eventually.
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He has seen her. In the beginning, and in the Temple windows, but he would recognize her even without that. He walks slowly, befitting the silence, the still air, the cold. The lantern creaks as it sways on the pole.
He stops in front of her for a moment.
"It's good to see you," is what he settles on, eventually.