-- A mirror image of the one before him, many years younger, reflected in his memory. The tears that rolled from his amber eyes and down into a more rounded jawline were clear…and certainly held a similar sorrow….though, far more raw. --

-- The Dragon Sovereign unfolded a hand for the architect to grab onto if he so needed it. His other hovered over a seemingly lonely back, a gentle, thoughtful placement made shortly after - somewhat uncertain in touch as Neuvillette was not one to often comfort others. --