Grace had barely stepped out of the shower when she felt that familiar presence - warm, steady, and unmistakably his.
The faint hum of energy in the air shifted just enough for her to recognize him, even before the soft click of the door echoed through the quiet quarters.
Two days had passed since the battle in the Misty Mountains, two long days of separation while they both got swept with their respective duties... and she didn't need to turn around to know Rune had finally returned.
He stepped inside, closing the door behind him with a quiet thud, and for a moment he simply stood there.
Watching her.
Surprise flickered across his otherwise exhausted features, quickly replacing the sharp focus he had carried for the past two days. His clothes were still marked from the field, faint traces of dust and long day clinging to him. His hair was slightly disheveled, and there was a clear weariness in his eyes that spoke of long hours without rest.
