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there is a silence that settles over them, between them as the two men seemingly await iana's decision on mahler's offer. she agrees and wintersbane cannot say he is surprised. he is glad that mahler's knowledge — some of it at the very least — can be passed on to iana, whom has, as far as wintersbane's concerned, has been doing a fine job of looking after his wound.

a soft smile plays at the edges of wintersbane's scarred lips and he carefully shifts his weight. if you ever need anything from me, mahler, you are always welcome to call. you and yours are welcome here. wintersbane informs, figuring it was better not to assume that it was one of those things that went unsaid but was nevertheless true.

i'll let you two continue on, he has no mind for medicinal things and thought it was better to take his exit. it was good to see you again, brother. he tells mahler with a dip of his head before he limps away, back to his patrol.

seemed like a good place for wintersbane to make his exit! ♥