[ Yenh sees him soaring through the air and through the window with all the majesty of a thrown brick. Her ears fold back to brace against the sharp sound of shattering glass. Ouch. Even if she presumes he wants to be alone, she really can't let him—knowing what she does and what he doesn't, she can't imagine this is easy for him. And also, he might be injured physically, which is less terrible for him probably, but still concerning. ]
[ And that is why Yenh hurries into this building and up the stairs, quickly tracking the dragoon. ]
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[ And that is why Yenh hurries into this building and up the stairs, quickly tracking the dragoon. ]
Estinien? Are you hurt?