Just as his moving away hadn't, not for some time. Not after promises about not disappearing.
The Knight's tiny claws grip the cup's handle tight. They thought he might move shop to somewhere more convenient in the City, not...well. He would have told them, and they knew that before he reassured. They nod again.
--They should say it.
I knew you would tell me. Still, thank you.
...Thanks aren't what they're here for, though.
The quill hovers over the paper. They're not as frantic as they were. This doesn't mean they know where to start.
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Date: 2023-06-15 09:35 pm (UTC)Just as his moving away hadn't, not for some time. Not after promises about not disappearing.
The Knight's tiny claws grip the cup's handle tight. They thought he might move shop to somewhere more convenient in the City, not...well. He would have told them, and they knew that before he reassured. They nod again.
--They should say it.
I knew you would tell me. Still, thank you.
...Thanks aren't what they're here for, though.
The quill hovers over the paper. They're not as frantic as they were. This doesn't mean they know where to start.