[She grins and curtsies before turning off her feed and taking her shawl from the dresser. She is careful to step lightly as she leaves the house, lest her cousin hear her and think to ask where she is going. Once outside, she hurries to Hawke's home, the physical exertion warming her as much as her shawl.]
Hawke?
[She does not like the serious look on his face; it makes her worry.]
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Hawke?
[She does not like the serious look on his face; it makes her worry.]