amun
As the men continued moving just beyond their hidey-hole, Amun could feel Maea begin to panic. Eyes narrowing, he squeezed her fingers again. Then he moved his neck very slowly. He couldn't see the smugglers, which likely meant they couldn't see the potter.
So he risked stepping a little back, so he could turn to face the room. Still gripping the Loreseeker's hand, he crouched down behind a nearby crate, trying to hide himself from any prying eyes. Gently tugging Maea forward to try and join him in his new hiding spot, he risked lifting his head just a little bit. He was hoping for some sign of where, exactly, the smugglers were.
So he risked stepping a little back, so he could turn to face the room. Still gripping the Loreseeker's hand, he crouched down behind a nearby crate, trying to hide himself from any prying eyes. Gently tugging Maea forward to try and join him in his new hiding spot, he risked lifting his head just a little bit. He was hoping for some sign of where, exactly, the smugglers were.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
