[Essek didn’t respond, not to Caleb, not to Mollymauk. He simply stared at his husband in front of him, purple fingers clutching a components pouch that was not his.
He searched those blue eyes, looked for white streaks at his temples and found none. He murmured a single word in Undercommon to dispel any spells there might be – illusionary or other – before he stared at him.
no subject
He searched those blue eyes, looked for white streaks at his temples and found none. He murmured a single word in Undercommon to dispel any spells there might be – illusionary or other – before he stared at him.
Still Caleb.
Still here.]
It…is you.