To look at a face you thought that was lost forever always has some type of feelings behind it. His ---- Varian’s was a bit harder to look at. Especially after she mourned him for days. It was useless mourning on her end considering he was standing in front of her in demon hunter fashion.
❛ I don’t understand... Genn saw you... The explosion he saw... Varian. ❜
Words come out almost in the form of a pained whine. Almost like she’s been stabbed in the chest repeatedly. Was she feeling hurt or betrayal? She didn’t know. All she knew is he was there in front of her. A gloved hand came up and felt under his chin, to make sure he was a real thing.