Xaronzul had left Ravalor alone, only to briefly return not much later, putting a datatab on the table with a informal “from Zenozarax” before he was gone again. The very brief appearance had reasonably startled Ravalor as Xaronzul had simply teleported into the room and out again like he was just jumping around places for the fun of it.

He realised that he’d probably have to, tactfully, remind Xaronzul that these were still private quarters and he really ought to use the door. But he postponed that for another day.

Xaronzul seemed to be surprisingly but very genuinely invested in his well being, and Ravalor didn’t want to jeopardise that by immediately telling him to mind his distance.

He took the tab from the table and gave its contents a look. Commonly doing anything magical was strongly discouraged while doing the initial scan, which Zenozarax obviously had brazenly ignored now. He had to assume that Zenozarax, as a former…
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