[The door swings open, allowing Capo to enter. Faith is folding a heavy leather apron and placing it carefully on the work bench, clearly pausing some kind of project. Whatever it is is currently covered by a small sheet.]
Sir Capochin, welcome. Please take a seat.
[Workbench apparently arranged to her satisfaction, Faith moves to sit behind her desk.]
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Date: 2025-09-22 04:17 pm (UTC)Sir Capochin, welcome. Please take a seat.
[Workbench apparently arranged to her satisfaction, Faith moves to sit behind her desk.]