[ The tones aren’t hard to miss, once he gets close enough to hear them. He can’t quite make out what she’s saying - or sobbing - into the horse’s mane, but it’s enough to have him alarmed and hurrying forward. He’d anticipated finding her drunk, he hadn’t prepared for crying. ]
Hilda?
He calls out to her as he rounds the corner of the stable, spotting her slim figure under the lantern light. Approaching her carefully, he holds out a hand, just in case he startled her. ]
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Hilda?
He calls out to her as he rounds the corner of the stable, spotting her slim figure under the lantern light. Approaching her carefully, he holds out a hand, just in case he startled her. ]