Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151230220612/@comment-5543592-20160102171859

Within a few moments, and with minimal broken furniture, Scire had joined Hawke in her hallway. While he seemed to know exactly where she was, and that she was upset, he seemed equally oblivous to her crying. Judging with the fact that his eyes weren't even looking at her when he spoke, there were perhaps multiple red flags.

"Everything alright?" He asked with concern. He knew something was wrong, but his sight only told him so much. Even less now.