"I'm sorry you can't see your sister Alexei." Askier replied tenderly, his eyes soft as he listened to the man's story. "That would be hard on me, can only imagine what it is for you. But at least she is well. And whomever exiled you and let you live, well they have my deepest appreciation. Without them, I probably would be dead. You've saved my life and patched up my body how many times now?"
The Garlean miqo'te wasn't interested in the exact number. He was just grateful his friend had ended up in Ul'dah, even if there first meeting had been an attempt on Askier's life.
Askier noted Alexei's cocked head and nodded at the hyurs question, rolling his shoulders in a shrug.
"Aye, that I did, long time ago. She's the daughter of the runt's first master. Thought she was something she wasn't. Basically, when I deserted after the Calamity and went back for Saravena, I told my ex to come with us, live together. She chose her father's wealth and political power."
There was a sour expression on Askier's face and the sting of rejection glinted in his golden eyes.
The Garlean miqo'te wasn't interested in the exact number. He was just grateful his friend had ended up in Ul'dah, even if there first meeting had been an attempt on Askier's life.
Askier noted Alexei's cocked head and nodded at the hyurs question, rolling his shoulders in a shrug.
"Aye, that I did, long time ago. She's the daughter of the runt's first master. Thought she was something she wasn't. Basically, when I deserted after the Calamity and went back for Saravena, I told my ex to come with us, live together. She chose her father's wealth and political power."
There was a sour expression on Askier's face and the sting of rejection glinted in his golden eyes.
