*The door opens, and a beautiful black-haired woman enters. She pauses and looks around in confusion and wonder. Her eyes light on a
face that she'd never expected to see again.*
Owen?*Unnoticed behind her, the door closes quietly and disappears.*
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He has possibly forgotten that he is in public.
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*He's looked away, a little, for the illusion of privacy, but not so much that he cannot see. There is a part of him that is a boy that feels uncomfortable seeing so much naked emotion on Owen Davies' face, but he is both Bran Davies' friend and the Watchman of the Light. A quick flicked sidelong glance at Gwion, but other than that he watches and listens, discreet and waiting.*
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You're real.
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Owen lets Gwen's other hand drop. He has no idea what to say.