[The door swings open on it's own. Faith is sitting at her desk, visibly tired. Neil can catch a glimpse of a crystalline orb on a small metal stand before she tucks it away under a cloth cover.]
Sir Neil. I can only imagine you do, yes. Please come in.
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Date: 2025-10-02 11:36 pm (UTC)Sir Neil. I can only imagine you do, yes. Please come in.