[Cole can sense that the Inquisitor is older. There's more of her, and less, than the person he followed through Mythal's temple, though the Eluvian. She is harder, and less bright, marred but no longer marked. He is no longer quite as invisible as he once was, but still his steps are quiet, and he's at her side without fanfare or much warning.]
We won?
[It's part innocent question, part confused utterance. It's difficult to feel what's true.]
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We won?
[It's part innocent question, part confused utterance. It's difficult to feel what's true.]