[Hawke glances back and then steps to the side, letting Jack go forward. She's calmed somewhat, though she still has a mind to believe this is all some fever dream from elfroot. It has to be; it doesn't make any sense.
But her eyes briefly roam Jack's figure, the tattoos standing out, and though she doesn't comment on them, it's clear they have her interest.]
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But her eyes briefly roam Jack's figure, the tattoos standing out, and though she doesn't comment on them, it's clear they have her interest.]
Do you know where we are?