Something made Gwyn uneasy, and she didn't believe it was the danger they were in. They were always in danger, always had been. But this was different. Tumnaooriel's helplessness and fear at Calixto's illness - but now he was fine; now he was leading them again; almost - almost as if he had never left them. But yet he was different at the same time; as if he was someone else entirely.
Gwyn approached Bulvard to tell him of her apprehension. But something in his eyes was closed to her; and this time she could not blame it on Culloth. A flash of shame at the thought of Culloth; to be bickering senselessly with her when others were in need of her help.
So she marched on, nursing her wariness within her. Soon there would need to be some explanations from Calixto.
OoC: This okay?
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