[Vayne nods, recognizing yet again another moment of hesitance, but the emotion behind it..? He's not sure what it is. It's...intriguing.]
[His lips purse.] Wherein the beasts are want to follow, wailing and gnashing their teeth? [It may be a slight confession of his own troubles since coming here.]
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[His lips purse.]
Wherein the beasts are want to follow, wailing and gnashing their teeth?
[It may be a slight confession of his own troubles since coming here.]