Golden
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Paranoia instantly began to creep in, unsettling the fae and creating even more doubt. His answer was vague, nor did he question Juniper's supposed drinking habits. He began to back away, eager to conclude the conversation, and Alys wasn't sure why. To get away to safety? Or because the last time they'd truly spoken she'd locked him in a room with Caleb? Perhaps he was still upset about that.
Then, there was the fact that he wore Ciaran's jacket, but not the mechanical arm. Juniper seemed suspicious of that fact, simply based on the discrete narrowing of their eyes when Alys glanced at their way. To get Ciaran to hand over his jacket - or worse - in such a short amount of time, was rather concerning. Hopefully that was not that case.
"Just make sure you get a healthy stock. You know how Juniper is - could probably drink a whole barrel in one sitting. Gods, remember Allegria?" Alys giggled, covering her mouth with one of her hands.
Her laughter died down though, gaze somewhat intensifying as she looked to Ciaran. "Seems like a job for two arms." She looked to the empty, dangling sleeve and silently posed the question.
Then, there was the fact that he wore Ciaran's jacket, but not the mechanical arm. Juniper seemed suspicious of that fact, simply based on the discrete narrowing of their eyes when Alys glanced at their way. To get Ciaran to hand over his jacket - or worse - in such a short amount of time, was rather concerning. Hopefully that was not that case.
"Just make sure you get a healthy stock. You know how Juniper is - could probably drink a whole barrel in one sitting. Gods, remember Allegria?" Alys giggled, covering her mouth with one of her hands.
Her laughter died down though, gaze somewhat intensifying as she looked to Ciaran. "Seems like a job for two arms." She looked to the empty, dangling sleeve and silently posed the question.