Outside the inn, the streets stirred as the townsfolk began to emerge from their homes, filling the morning with activity. Lady Meiyer and Ningtin went ahead to rent a carriage, leaving Nameless, Lady Khillian, and Arnin standing together in the bustling air.
Arnin extended his finger, an ethereal glow briefly emanating as he passed his power to Nameless's face—and then his own. To onlookers, their appearances shifted; strangers now stood where familiar faces once were.
"What did you do?" Nameless asked, eyeing Arnin with curiosity.
"Changed our faces. It'll only last a day," Arnin replied casually. His gaze flickered briefly to Lady Khillian and then back to Nameless. "If she's truly her, I hope your reunion goes smoothly." There was a faint softness in his tone, a hint of understanding.
