[ The trip up the stairs is largely silent. The weather rages on outside, making Ephemera wonder exactly how long the storm has been battering Hadriel and how, exactly, the city has managed to be split into islands when previously it was a single whole. It should be impossible but isn't, in this place.
The questions slip away when they get inside. Ephemera removes his helmet slowly, turning in a circle to scan the apartment. It's the window boxes that catch his attention first and he knees down for a better look, pulling off a gauntlet so he can touch one.
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The questions slip away when they get inside. Ephemera removes his helmet slowly, turning in a circle to scan the apartment. It's the window boxes that catch his attention first and he knees down for a better look, pulling off a gauntlet so he can touch one.
He swallows hard. Looks back to Drake. ]
How long have I been gone?