"Neffa a Reyeth. A pleasure." Not his usual list of Titles To Remember, but this is hardly the time. He shakes her hand with his equally-sticky one. "Not to worry, I'm sure you're very capa--"
Then Some appears, and Neffa comes embarrassingly close to leaping out of his skin.
Some sticks out against the bright-colored cliff face, but with his rapid movement he looks rather like a huge spider, dropping in great leaps - it's not until he's on the ground and Neffa has taken a stumbling step back that he realizes who it is.
"--Gods," he manages around breath that does not seem keen to return. "Is anyone else coming?"
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Then Some appears, and Neffa comes embarrassingly close to leaping out of his skin.
Some sticks out against the bright-colored cliff face, but with his rapid movement he looks rather like a huge spider, dropping in great leaps - it's not until he's on the ground and Neffa has taken a stumbling step back that he realizes who it is.
"--Gods," he manages around breath that does not seem keen to return. "Is anyone else coming?"