Rie dried her eyes with the edge of her sleeve. She gasped for breath, then inhaled shakily. "You're right," she said, her voice still quaking. "You're right," she repeated more strongly. She pushed her hair behind her ear, pulled it back out, and twisted a lock around her finger. She wiped her eye with the heel of her hand again, then tilted her head and sighed. "You're sure it was Talômi, Don? Absolutely sure?"
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She must not be here. The girl must have been wrong.
Talômi moped through the Inn, halfheartedly listening in to tales and songs, and poking at his supper with even less interest. Rie wasn't at the Green Dragon. He was at the wrong place. Surely the girl had not meant to mislead him, but he was wasting his time.
He picked up his head when he heard an agonized sob, but he could not find its source. It ended abruptly, and he went back to picking at his food. He was at the wrong place.
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