Lucivar is sitting outside, on the porch, staring out into the distance at nothing in particular. His arm is wrapped up in a sling close to his chest, still broken - he's avoiding Jaenelle for now. There's only a Twin again. And this time, he could have prevented it. Should have prevented it. And somehow he didn't
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She knows.
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"Galadriel." Quietly.
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"Hey." What the hell happened to you?
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