It’s probably for the best they don’t laugh, even if the most Rute could and probably would do is glower about it.
She nods absently along with the Host’s explanation. Senior staff, equal rank with the Host apparently, which Rute surmises means Madame Leota is Boss Número Dois, She Who Is Also To Be Obeyed. (Within reason, of course.)
The séance room is a bit of a surprise once they enter, not because of the fact it’s clearly a scullery or kitchen of some sort, but because of how lively it is compared to how most of the Mansion has been. Although “lively” may not be the best choice of words she realizes, as the half-invisible card game catches her attention. She almost misses the chair the Host pulls out for her.
“...Thank you?” Rute says, the hesitation due to surprise more than anything else. But she sits down, if a little gingerly, and smooths out her skirt. She glances around the room, mentally counting the people she can see. (And can’t see, but can observe in other ways.) “How many are we missing?”
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Date: 2019-01-22 12:07 am (UTC)She nods absently along with the Host’s explanation. Senior staff, equal rank with the Host apparently, which Rute surmises means Madame Leota is Boss Número Dois, She Who Is Also To Be Obeyed. (Within reason, of course.)
The séance room is a bit of a surprise once they enter, not because of the fact it’s clearly a scullery or kitchen of some sort, but because of how lively it is compared to how most of the Mansion has been. Although “lively” may not be the best choice of words she realizes, as the half-invisible card game catches her attention. She almost misses the chair the Host pulls out for her.
“...Thank you?” Rute says, the hesitation due to surprise more than anything else. But she sits down, if a little gingerly, and smooths out her skirt. She glances around the room, mentally counting the people she can see. (And can’t see, but can observe in other ways.) “How many are we missing?”