Re: [Other Arrivals]
[The tent is far from empty, or private; here and there, other piles of cushions hold resting bodies clothed in robes that were brightly coloured before the touch of the sun's harsh light. The few awake thumb through stacks of designs or twist pieces of metal into workable shape.
The smiles are almost certainly imagined, and definitely not directed at him.]
It's not my first time, if Chrys is worried about that.