[ Trahearne had been aware of Beat's presence long before he joined him at the pot. The other light in the dark, the scrambling of foot over stone--it pierces the Orrian veil of night, which is more familiar to him than the roads of his home at this point. He perks, cautiously waiting to see who it is. It isn't Risen, that much is certain. Who else is insane enough to be wandering around Orr at night?
When the adolescent appears from the night, his caution eases, but worry takes his place instead. He scoots over to make room for him on the cramped stop of the structure. Orr is a lonely place for living things, and though dream-Trahearne doesn't recognize Beat right away, he's still willing to invite him in. ]
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When the adolescent appears from the night, his caution eases, but worry takes his place instead. He scoots over to make room for him on the cramped stop of the structure. Orr is a lonely place for living things, and though dream-Trahearne doesn't recognize Beat right away, he's still willing to invite him in. ]
Are you sure you should be here? It's not safe.
[ ...for humans. ]