Lemm already decided Cornifer was not a troublemaker the last time he was here. He pays no particular attention and reclines in his seat a bit, eyes on the artifact he's polishing. "Likely. If they're small, quiet, and spirited."
No, wait. He stills, and his eyes flick up to stare intently at the scroll.
Cornifer does not get to see the sudden shock of terror that rolls through him in that instant, because Lemm has a very good poker face. He will however be subjected to even less effort at being proper or sociable as that drops very quickly out of importance.
He drops the cleaning cloth suddenly and makes a sharp, rather impolite come-here gesture. "Give that over."
The scroll is - it's not quite snatched, because the poker face is still holding just fine, but there's some urgency when he unseals it and snaps it open.
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No, wait. He stills, and his eyes flick up to stare intently at the scroll.
Cornifer does not get to see the sudden shock of terror that rolls through him in that instant, because Lemm has a very good poker face. He will however be subjected to even less effort at being proper or sociable as that drops very quickly out of importance.
He drops the cleaning cloth suddenly and makes a sharp, rather impolite come-here gesture. "Give that over."
The scroll is - it's not quite snatched, because the poker face is still holding just fine, but there's some urgency when he unseals it and snaps it open.