#fallenfromdivinity 01

★ Olruggio stopped in his tracks for a moment; if he didn’t immediately notice the absence of bright, intimidating red on the man, he would’ve almost believed that he was indeed one of the Knights Moralis. The pointed cap was also missing, even if his adornment was quite pointy. But it were the wings that made him hold his breath for a tad too long.

Staring a little too intensely– and he must have noticed the witch’s indiscretion – he let out a long sigh, his heartrate calming down shortly after. And yet the uncomfortable feeling did not pass. With a crooked, yet warm smile, Olruggio approached the man, slouching forward. Just in case, just to know if Qifrey would be safe here.

There is a moment where Dan Heng does a double-take at the familiar visage before deciding to approach. He had to make sure that he was really seeing Sunday in Spirale. Sure enough, it was him. Now to see if it was the same one he knew. The one who had joined the Express.

His talks with others made him highly aware that they weren't all from the same time. Making things complicated when you wanted to talk to someone who was a friend. Luckily, he hadn't run into that with those he knew personally, yet.

"Sunday, it's nice to see you."

A safe start. He would know by the other's reaction his standing with the Express. The man had been secretive before everything fell apart. Dan Heng was betting on Sunday being on a new Path already. It would make his own adjustments easier.