Yrag's voice trailed off as he rose to his feet. He dismissed the flood of memories that came back to him when he allowed himself to get too nostalgic. He had to have the measure of this man face-to-face, he realized.
Tenser stood his ground as Yrag stepped up to him. And he noticed, too, a painful look behind Yrag's eyes that perhaps had something to do with this man sitting down here, expecting friends, but having none with him.
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