"Varick!" A familiar voice called out from within a crowded table. With a hand raised and waving, Tyve was there sitting with some people. Moulin familiarized their faces. Tessley, Troid, the tall stern person that Moulin had recalled was the one who had scolded the twins this morning. Tessley briefly looked at Moulin before sipping her drink.
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