Vincent hangs back, rubbing his still ink-stained palm against his robes, head lowered slightly.
He shuffles his way towards Lord Hrimhari, undoing the bindings the girls had helped him with. "I be... most sorry, Lord Hrimhari. Twas my fault." He avoids the manwolf's eyes.
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