Rachel always tells him to go out, to stop fussing, that she'll be fine without him for a little while. She wants to be alone with her thoughts, she says, or she needs something that he should fetch as soon as possible.
He obliges, of course, but he can't help but feel that she's planning something reckless again. Something that will, yet again, shorten her time. She is her father's daughter, after all, and her father could never stay away from things they were supposed to dispassionately observe.
So he goes for a walk in the fields beyond the mansion, if fields they are. Possibly they are there because someone feels they should be; they are dark, strange things, not rooted in the normal laws of the universe. But Valkenhayn, even in his old age, moves easily among them; it's simply within his nature to thrive even in places that defy human understanding.
But these places get no visitors, unless someone comes with purpose. So the fact he's found someone twitching on the ground is unusual.
They seem wounded, however. And not someone he recognises at all, though he supposes that there are many people he doesn't recognise nowadays. He errs on the side of caution, however.
"You, there. What is your business here?"
Saying 'are you well' or any sort of greeting to that effect seems futile when this person is clearly the furthest thing from well. But if this person is a threat, he'll have to deal with them quickly, wellness aside, and so he's all business.
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He obliges, of course, but he can't help but feel that she's planning something reckless again. Something that will, yet again, shorten her time. She is her father's daughter, after all, and her father could never stay away from things they were supposed to dispassionately observe.
So he goes for a walk in the fields beyond the mansion, if fields they are. Possibly they are there because someone feels they should be; they are dark, strange things, not rooted in the normal laws of the universe. But Valkenhayn, even in his old age, moves easily among them; it's simply within his nature to thrive even in places that defy human understanding.
But these places get no visitors, unless someone comes with purpose. So the fact he's found someone twitching on the ground is unusual.
They seem wounded, however. And not someone he recognises at all, though he supposes that there are many people he doesn't recognise nowadays. He errs on the side of caution, however.
"You, there. What is your business here?"
Saying 'are you well' or any sort of greeting to that effect seems futile when this person is clearly the furthest thing from well. But if this person is a threat, he'll have to deal with them quickly, wellness aside, and so he's all business.