COMPLETE.
Thank Faram she was gone before she had a chance to see the unflappable Redwald Vannes flush with embarrassment and indignation. The explanations were on the tip of his tongue, all too prepared to hurl them at her vanishing figure: being direct and to the point always seemed to work better, especially with moves like Praise, and he was agnostic, and she shouldn’t tease him--
The sound of another building collapsing jolted him from his thoughts. Sighing, he raked a hand through his hair before sheathing his knife. No weapons necessary if he was going to do a very good impression of Fighters Guild member and help civilians.
“For King and Country,” he murmured to an empty street.