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[OOM: After Bran reclaimed his harp from the lake and went home, Bran and his da had a quiet holiday, and an interesting conversation.]

Harpsong winds through the front of Milliways. Owen Davies holds open the door so that Bran can go through first, and follows after. Both men are dressed in their Sunday best.

Bran goes immediately to the bar, where he receives a gift and a note. As he reads the note, his jaw tightens.

[ooc: Yes, they're both here. Please ping before tagging, though.]

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"Not about this, no," says Amy. "I've not had the chance."

Bran's tea is cold. He drinks anyway.

"You should know, Amy, that the Rider has, in the past weeks, taken several people's wills. I do not know how she has done it. But if your friend has told her more than you would have expected, you should watch him carefully, to see if he is his own person. The spell can be undone, with the right help."

Amy sets her teacup down before she can drop it.

"Spell?" she repeats, eyes suddenly very wide. "I . . . "

Heavily, "I do not know whether this has happened to your friend. But it has happened to others."

Amy nods, silent for a moment. "I'll talk to him as soon as I can. I . . . If . . . if his . . . if he does not seem to be himself, what should I do?"

"Call for help," Bran says. "I do not know if you know Merriman Lyon, Will Stanton or Nita Callahan, but they can all be trusted. There is Raven, too; I do not know what he can do. If I am around I will do what I can."

"I've met Nita. And spoke to Raven once. I do not know the others," she says. "I . . . thank you, Bran. When this is over, I hope we'll have a chance to talk of happier of things."

It's a small smile, but a smile, nonetheless.

"I hope so too--" Bran looks up to see Owen Davies engaged in conversation with Blodwen Rowlands.

He does not even say goodbye to Amy before he starts running.

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