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He's left me.
[That is all she writes.
For the rest of the afternoon, Kairi can be found out by the lake with a weighted wooden sword from the armoury, practicing guards and footwork against an invisible foe. But her mouth is set in a hard line and her gaze is far away, her head filled with thoughts of the best friend who she thought had just been avoiding her for weeks. But there was no denying it now. He'd left her behind. He must have gone to look at the escape path Bartimaeus had said the pumpkins talked about, the pumpkins he'd wanted to talk to Varric about.
And now he was gone. Without her.]
[That is all she writes.
For the rest of the afternoon, Kairi can be found out by the lake with a weighted wooden sword from the armoury, practicing guards and footwork against an invisible foe. But her mouth is set in a hard line and her gaze is far away, her head filled with thoughts of the best friend who she thought had just been avoiding her for weeks. But there was no denying it now. He'd left her behind. He must have gone to look at the escape path Bartimaeus had said the pumpkins talked about, the pumpkins he'd wanted to talk to Varric about.
And now he was gone. Without her.]