[ Lu doesn't speak another word until they are actually in the presence of the woman that he's come to see. Something changes in his demeanor, in the walk up: he becomes the Morning Star, and although there's still no more color in his face, he stands straighter, and there's something in his expression that is old, as old as he truly is, and as weathered. ]
Morrígan, [ he says, with a nod. ] Thank you for allowing me to come speak with you.
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Morrígan, [ he says, with a nod. ] Thank you for allowing me to come speak with you.