[ Nash has finally fully recovered from his bout with the flu, and so has returned to guard duty these past few weeks. It's at least something here that feels familiar. He doesn't know if he likes feeling familiar, but, well, it's better than not feeling anything. Even at war.
When Lakshmi calls to him he makes his way over with his usual unsoldierly gait, his hands almost in his front pockets. But when he sees her call for silence he freezes abruptly with his hand on the hilt of his sword. He trusts her competence enough even from the brief encounters to follow her lead, though he doesn't yet know what she's heard or seen. ]
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When Lakshmi calls to him he makes his way over with his usual unsoldierly gait, his hands almost in his front pockets. But when he sees her call for silence he freezes abruptly with his hand on the hilt of his sword. He trusts her competence enough even from the brief encounters to follow her lead, though he doesn't yet know what she's heard or seen. ]