[He sees the silhouette, tries to focus on it, let his Eyes guide him through the rooms, even when a few slow him down. (Large sitting rooms, large bedrooms, all places he feels so lost sometimes-)
But he sees the figure and... Breathes out, relieved.]
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[He sees the silhouette, tries to focus on it, let his Eyes guide him through the rooms, even when a few slow him down. (Large sitting rooms, large bedrooms, all places he feels so lost sometimes-)
But he sees the figure and... Breathes out, relieved.]
Thank god... [Just. One hand on his shoulder.]