If he had joined the Guild when they had extended the offer several years ago, when she and her younger brother had joined, this never would have been an issue. But, the destruction she saw was unforgivable. There was no way the Guild would not let it go easily. Save for a few, quiet voices consumed in the logistics of maintaining structural stability, the room was quiet when Sojourn glanced to see the woman entering. Some had their eyes on the breach in the wall, and a few were watching the champions and their heralds across the room. But, Sojourn's eyes following Jack’s gaze to what was left of the proper entrance to the Legacy Room. His eyes led to her, and hers lead to the invisible line drawn between that small group of three and the twenty uniformed metahumans standing on the other side of the room. Nice stand-off you have going for yourself, she thought loudly. Her steps floated across the broken ground, moving as though there were no obstructions in her path – never a misstep or so much as a test of unsure footing. She appeared to glide over the rumble as though it wasn't there. Her hair was long and worn down with two thin braids framing her face. She looked into everyone’s eyes one at a time as she passed, acknowledging them with a subtle nod. Finally, her eyes fell to Jack. Sojourn thought he sensed a nearly imperceptible smile cross her lips, but the feeling vanished after turning back to regard Jack’s stoic expression. He wasn't looking at her so much as he was looking through her to the way she had entered.
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