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[un_fallen]

Raguel slinks in, head down, an air of determination and untouchability about him that keeps most patrons looking right past him. He's here to wait and to watch, and if the people he's looking for fail to turn up in an hour or so, he'll leave.

It's not the easiest thing, being in here. He tries not to look around much beyond the door.

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[blue_ajah]

In a way, the decision to make the offer is very simple.

Whatever the Dark One wishes, the Aes Sedai has opposed -- for essentially as long as she can remember.

"Then you may be assured," Moiraine says quietly, "that as long as I myself am able to do so, I will see to it that you never know that loss."

[un_fallen]

It's not just loss, of course; it's rejection, and Raguel isn't quite sure that a demon's exposure to what Moiraine can offer wouldn't result in him being consumed from the inside out.

But it is different, he reminds himself. Maybe different enough. And any hope, however small, looks startlingly like a lifeline from where he's standing.

"Thank you," he says, because he can see how seriously she means it. "I'd be very much obliged."