[ Perhaps Aymeric hadn't noticed exactly who this woman was. Or perhaps he had, as he asked her to throw something at him. But Fordola knew him, knew his face. One of the Grand Alliance, one of her... well, still enemies, probably? Thankfully for Aymeric, there wasn't anything too pointy nearby, or else Fordola would have likely thrown that. Anger still filled her from home, even as Thancred... well, looked after her? They hadn't talked about it much.
Instead, she threw a half-full cup of water at him, precise and aimed right at his head. Slightly frowning, very tense. ]
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Instead, she threw a half-full cup of water at him, precise and aimed right at his head. Slightly frowning, very tense. ]