[ Howl knows this tavern and its connected spa. He arrives only five minutes late — which is about the equivalent of him being twenty minutes early — and makes it to the table with Matt's help.
As he sits, he does not notice anything wildly different about the other magician. His own mind is distracted with what Matt might say to him, having worried about it for most of the day. But here he is, for all to see... Shard uncovered, cheekbones and jaw lined with black feathers, arms and hands discolored and peppered with feathers that refuse to recede back into his body.
He can offer his friend a smile, at least. ]
You look well! ...what a relief. Did you order a drink for me?
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As he sits, he does not notice anything wildly different about the other magician. His own mind is distracted with what Matt might say to him, having worried about it for most of the day. But here he is, for all to see... Shard uncovered, cheekbones and jaw lined with black feathers, arms and hands discolored and peppered with feathers that refuse to recede back into his body.
He can offer his friend a smile, at least. ]
You look well! ...what a relief. Did you order a drink for me?