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treason's look of confusion and sternness did not go unmissed. as she looked to him terance's gaze flitted to her briefly, and then back upon mona. a low, gruff sound rumbled from him in an effort to express he could explain it to her later. for now, he was only relieved to hear rannoch second his wishes, and then mona continue to speak.

his ears flicked. "then you returned to the sentinels," he commented in assumption, though he hadn't been necessarily right. but that was all terance had to say, and so he looked to treason again to catch her expression, or to hear her voice her own opinions.