Dragoncrest Cliffs I finished up my studies and I practiced law

She appears quickly enough as if summoned from his thoughts, and a lingering knot of anxiety he hadn't realised he carried is loosened. He has not been gone that long and yet she seems so much more grown than last he remembers. For a moment he worries -- perhaps she will be turned off by the mess of his face --- but she barrels into him without pause and he stumbles slightly with an oof before laying his head against hers. "Bonjour," Étoille says softly, the French thick on his tongue after purposely avoiding it for so long, "choupinou. How have you been?"