[As a healer, Carlisle can't help but notice some stiffness in the way she moves. He doesn't question it for the time being, however; he heads to the kitchen and fetches a glass of water for Kate, handing it to her once he comes back. As for himself, he's got a flask sitting on the table for himself. It's a fancy one, too: it appears to be made of silver and stone, and is etched with a burly man cracking open a boulder with his bare hands, splitting it as one might an egg.]
You had a visitor while you were away. Short fellow, red and black. I thought him to be one of the Forest Folk from back home, for a moment.
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Date: 2016-06-26 10:40 pm (UTC)You had a visitor while you were away. Short fellow, red and black. I thought him to be one of the Forest Folk from back home, for a moment.