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The reason why Roan hadn't been in the temple that night had been because he was at the tavern. Not to drink his worries away, but merely to play a couple of games of cards in order to de-stress before he headed back to the temple. He figured there wouldn't be an issue with that, considering how stubborn his current pair of patients were. Both Alexandre and Danny didn't seem too keen on merely sitting around when he asked them to, which meant there was little reason for him to be sitting around, watching over them. He knew he'd be informed very quickly if something was wrong. Of course, the soothsayer could've never predicted something like Alex getting possessed. He knew that the power of possession allowed one to take over other bodies, but it generally didn't seem to be used as a way to take over others. Which... honestly was pretty surprising, considering the nature of the power itself. Either way, the siamese didn't return to the temple until a little while after Alexandre had wandered off, his body guided by Sojourn.

In fact, he arrived shortly after Vayne, frowning slightly as he grew close and heard her shaking tone of voice. With his head tilting to one side, the draconic feline questioned, "Vayne? What is it? I wasn't expecting you to be here at this hour... honestly, I'm not sure going to see Alexandre right now is such a good idea." Honestly, he just didn't want the other to lash out at Vayne again for something that wasn't her fault. A nonexistent issue that seemed to linger only in Alex's mind, really. He wasn't given much more time to dwell on that, though. He stepped around Vayne and into the temple without much fuss, although he paused when he saw that Alexandre wasn't around. That was... problematic. As stubborn as the other was, his half-brother generally returned to the temple on time when it came to getting some sleep. The lack of a struggle actually only served to unnerve the medic more. As he glanced around, he found himself muttering, mostly to himself, "Something is wrong..." He then parted his jaws, surprised to smell that Alexandre's scent wasn't all that stale. He had been here recently, but... he had left?

With his tail lashing in anxiety behind him, Roan took a few steps outside of the temple, blue gaze cutting through the night before he sighed. He sat and dug his claws against the earth, musing aloud, "Where is he? Did the Coalition get him again...? I didn't see any signs of a struggle. No blood..." Could they have gotten to him anyways? Him going willingly seemed unlikely, but what if they had done something like threatening a member of his family? That would certainly get Roan to move, at least. Or perhaps... he had put himself into some kind of self-imposed exile? That didn't seem entirely unlikely, considering how guilty and unnerved Alexandre seemed with his past actions. Still... why would he do such a thing, when it was clear that so many cared about him? Letting out a soft huff of frustration, Roan then called out into the night, "Alexandre! Are you there? Where the hell are you?" As his voice echoed out into the air, the soothsayer knew he wouldn't receive an answer. It was an act done mostly out of desperation, and frustration.

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