Hawke has been, for the most part, been enjoying the free food and drink (that does not taste like rat piss) with reckless abandon when she spots him, eyes wide and face practically lighting up at the sight of her friend. She certainly has not been searching for any sign of a familiar face, and it certainly has not been a desperate search that has stretched almost half way across the map.
Her long legs stride towards him in a few excited paces before she is practically draping herself over the dwarf, pressing an obnoxious and overly affectionate kiss to the top of his head. Maker's breath, it is great to see him.
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Hawke has been, for the most part, been enjoying the free food and drink (that does not taste like rat piss) with reckless abandon when she spots him, eyes wide and face practically lighting up at the sight of her friend. She certainly has not been searching for any sign of a familiar face, and it certainly has not been a desperate search that has stretched almost half way across the map.
Her long legs stride towards him in a few excited paces before she is practically draping herself over the dwarf, pressing an obnoxious and overly affectionate kiss to the top of his head. Maker's breath, it is great to see him.