[Alfyn never expected the story to take these kinds of turns, but then he's no expert in stories. Maybe this is how it was supposed to go all along. That'd worry him.
He isn't exactly right there when the Disciple comes back with Ophilia in his arms but he's nearby, and he's good at following the sound of trouble to see if he can do anything about it. Now, he'd help anyway, but when he comes upon them and realizes that man's carrying someone he knows really well? His fast jog turns into an all-out run and he just barely manages not to yell her name.
The man goes into a building and Alfyn follows him, not even stopping to catch his breath.]
Ophilia! [No, she can't answer him, but hopefully this fellow realizes they know each other because of it. Alfyn looks at the Disciple with worry openly written on his face.] Can you tell me what happened? I'm an apothecary, I'm here to help. [He lifts the strap of his bag as if that will help his case. Every bit of him is straining to turn and see to Ophilia but that'll be useless and might use up time if he doesn't know where to start.]
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He isn't exactly right there when the Disciple comes back with Ophilia in his arms but he's nearby, and he's good at following the sound of trouble to see if he can do anything about it. Now, he'd help anyway, but when he comes upon them and realizes that man's carrying someone he knows really well? His fast jog turns into an all-out run and he just barely manages not to yell her name.
The man goes into a building and Alfyn follows him, not even stopping to catch his breath.]
Ophilia! [No, she can't answer him, but hopefully this fellow realizes they know each other because of it. Alfyn looks at the Disciple with worry openly written on his face.] Can you tell me what happened? I'm an apothecary, I'm here to help. [He lifts the strap of his bag as if that will help his case. Every bit of him is straining to turn and see to Ophilia but that'll be useless and might use up time if he doesn't know where to start.]