The stress of waging a civil war with limited supplies in a foreign land has taken a toll on Tullius’ morale. Right after a meeting he decides to go outside to clear his head. Nighttime has already fallen upon Solitude, and the streets aren’t as busy. The cold bothers him, but he tries not to let it show.

As he makes his way outside the Blue Palace, he takes notice of someone else standing in that same street. “Do you need something?” He asks tentatively.