[Maria lets out a slow breath, and while her emotions are no more evident now than they were before, her comprehension is perfectly clear.
She is no longer the only Templar—former or otherwise—who's been brought here. For a moment, she takes a second look at his clothing. Nothing like any of her former comrades ever wore.
And now she has a choice. Walk away from this man and the danger he undoubtedly represents, or do what she can to learn where and when he is from, and what he might seek to do here.]
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She is no longer the only Templar—former or otherwise—who's been brought here. For a moment, she takes a second look at his clothing. Nothing like any of her former comrades ever wore.
And now she has a choice. Walk away from this man and the danger he undoubtedly represents, or do what she can to learn where and when he is from, and what he might seek to do here.]
I think we'd better have that drink.