[Had he sensed danger, he might have moved. But Nill was never someone who struck him as "dangerous", even after he had seen her kung fu moves in the flesh. The height helps, and she'll enjoy a nice long staring match with him before the corner of his mouth quirks upwards slightly.
Nill. He hadn't seen that face in years, and hadn't thought that he would see it again after she had managed to ferry herself out of the City. After all, who would come back to a place like this, with its current state?
He takes a moment to glance out toward the street to make sure she wasn't followed and to make sure nobody was paying attention. Afterwards, he turns to Vladimir and pulls out a piece of scrap paper to write on, scribbling a quick note before tying it to his leg. The crow takes off, pen in hand, and swoops down to land in front of the blonde. On it, a simple "hey" in black ink.]
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Nill. He hadn't seen that face in years, and hadn't thought that he would see it again after she had managed to ferry herself out of the City. After all, who would come back to a place like this, with its current state?
He takes a moment to glance out toward the street to make sure she wasn't followed and to make sure nobody was paying attention. Afterwards, he turns to Vladimir and pulls out a piece of scrap paper to write on, scribbling a quick note before tying it to his leg. The crow takes off, pen in hand, and swoops down to land in front of the blonde. On it, a simple "hey" in black ink.]