[To be fair he just threw the coat onto himself and went to shovel the snow off the sidewalk. IT'S NOT LIKE HE'S GOING ANYWHERE OR ANYTHING...
Anyway, the dog sniffs her hand eagerly, wagging his tail. He gives an excited bark - and both that and the woman's voice will alert the man whose back is currently turned to a new arrival. He turns around, clutching his snow shovel - and gasps, nearly dropping it. That voice had sounded familiar. It was the voice of a fellow greenhorn on a fateful court day. Their first trial.]
...M-Miss Fey?
[It shouldn't be so surprising, right? He had his dad with him, didn't he? But...still.]
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Anyway, the dog sniffs her hand eagerly, wagging his tail. He gives an excited bark - and both that and the woman's voice will alert the man whose back is currently turned to a new arrival. He turns around, clutching his snow shovel - and gasps, nearly dropping it. That voice had sounded familiar. It was the voice of a fellow greenhorn on a fateful court day. Their first trial.]
...M-Miss Fey?
[It shouldn't be so surprising, right? He had his dad with him, didn't he? But...still.]