Istanell threw a glance over his shoulder, eyes lingering on the two figures in the distance. He was quite thankful of this Jelanii character having his back in the fight. He was less thankful of the cozying up the Matorian was trying to do with his brother. It made Istanell feel awkward, mostly. The worst part was Illian didn't even notice… or maybe he didn't care? Maybe he cared and was adamantly for it? Istanell didn't want to think about it. What he did want to do was find a damn merchant that sold medical supplies.
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