[The note is perplexing at first; some part of him admittedly wonders if that poor woman who was swooning over Cumore recently has found herself another target. (She has; he's just correct about that for the wrong reasons entirely this time.) But odd woman or not, there's a good chance that he knows where this particular note came from, and as such... Well.
He has things he's in the middle of; he has things that are still demanding his attention even now. He's got more than enough to do without worrying about anyone's feelings - Yeager's, his own - and yet, even so, he finds himself getting frustrated and distracted until he finally decides to call it for the day and leave.
Fortunately the inn isn't any sort of great distance away, and he'll make his way there, pace brisk as usual. His usual blunt demeanor is on full display, as always, even when he's found the person he's here to see.]
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He has things he's in the middle of; he has things that are still demanding his attention even now. He's got more than enough to do without worrying about anyone's feelings - Yeager's, his own - and yet, even so, he finds himself getting frustrated and distracted until he finally decides to call it for the day and leave.
Fortunately the inn isn't any sort of great distance away, and he'll make his way there, pace brisk as usual. His usual blunt demeanor is on full display, as always, even when he's found the person he's here to see.]
Yeager. It's been some time.