"Cullen," Ysalwen says, vaulting over the counter and not-quite-running after him.
"Cullen, don't leave it like this. Please."
Liranan follows her this time, watching her back.
Lirene bites down on a small but potent profanity, and straightens some of the merchandise that Ysalwen knocked over. It gives her hands something to do.
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"Cullen, don't leave it like this. Please."
Liranan follows her this time, watching her back.
Lirene bites down on a small but potent profanity, and straightens some of the merchandise that Ysalwen knocked over. It gives her hands something to do.