Nicudil springs from his spot on the stairs to rejoin Losseyel, who scoops him up and holds still for a moment.
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Nicudil is left on the stairs, crouching out of the way of the rest of the party.
Meanwhile, Nicudil finds a quiet corner, tucks himself under a chair, and curls up, looking bored.
A small, grayish-brown fox walks at Losseyel's heels. It sits down as she stops, and bobs its head as she bows. |