[ He tries to remind himself often that this should be the least of his worries right now, and that the persistent company he is keeping is far less threatening than what awaits them. Though, the usurper could easily be amongst those who are crowding him, and Cullen is forced to make face through the entirety of it. There is a lingering headache that begins to grow, and his face hurts from the smile he has faked since the beginning. ]
[ The familiar voice that calls him from beyond the crowd is welcomed and comforting, immediately. Even if there is likely bad news to follow, being pulled away from this crowd is certainly preferable to what is likely in store for him. Cullen hears the disappointing moans of a few when they clear way for Neria. ]
[ His gaze meets with hers, testing it, wondering and hoping she is truly just trying to pull him away. Cullen matches her expression. ]
Very well.
[ He bows his head in the direction of his company. ]
If you would excuse me, please.
[ And he walks by, hearing the plea of a woman requesting he not take too long. It's in that passing that he feels what can only likely be a hand brushing along his behind that he pauses, darting his head back to look and realizing he is too late to catch who did it. ]
[ Cullen straightens himself, makes face, and quickly comes to Neria's side. Quietly, he gestures for her to lead. ]
no subject
[ The familiar voice that calls him from beyond the crowd is welcomed and comforting, immediately. Even if there is likely bad news to follow, being pulled away from this crowd is certainly preferable to what is likely in store for him. Cullen hears the disappointing moans of a few when they clear way for Neria. ]
[ His gaze meets with hers, testing it, wondering and hoping she is truly just trying to pull him away. Cullen matches her expression. ]
Very well.
[ He bows his head in the direction of his company. ]
If you would excuse me, please.
[ And he walks by, hearing the plea of a woman requesting he not take too long. It's in that passing that he feels what can only likely be a hand brushing along his behind that he pauses, darting his head back to look and realizing he is too late to catch who did it. ]
[ Cullen straightens himself, makes face, and quickly comes to Neria's side. Quietly, he gestures for her to lead. ]
After you, Warden-Commander.