Tristan | Rune
"Tristan!" Rune chimes, louder than she needs to. She launches herself at the open bay window from the garden and makes it halfway through, leaving herself hanging on the windowsill in a manner that would be awkward if she cared. She is (mostly) in the sitting room, and he is staring at her from his armchair, looking very startled. "Tristan, look what I got!"
Rune opens her hands to show him a small collection of crystals and a little electronic-looking device. Humans and the little things they make, always fascinating.
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