Office Hours - We Could Be

[shieldof]

[Faith's door remains closed, the brass "PRIVATE" plaque silent and unyielding. Trying to force the door yields no results, but- she said you could contact her here, so just go ahead and knock. Worst case scenario, you're no worse off than before, right?]

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Comments

[stillhungry]

I'm pretty stubborn! Ask Cappychin. I outlasted him, too~

[Very pleased, though.]

[shieldof]

I expect Sir Capochin may be something of an outlier here, Sir Inspekta.

[He's not Da Devotee for nothing.]

[But she carefully takes a bite of cupcake- then pauses, before chewing slowly and swallowing.]

...thank you.

[she might be tearing up a little]

1/2

[stillhungry]

[...Maybe he hadn't come here just for cupcakes. He'd really been hoping that it would be prime fishing time, with emotions running high like this.

The problem with emotions running high is oh no those are tears those are tears abort abort ABORT]

2/2

[stillhungry]

Well, sure... Cappy made a lot of cupcakes, so it'd be a shame ta waste 'em and... uh... [help.] ...Yew seem like yewr doin'...

...not good.

[shieldof]

...I am not, Sir Inspekta.

[She's quiet for a moment.]

Sir Kinger was a good friend.

[stillhungry]

...Sures. I liked him. And Ahko. And...

[Actually. He'd prefer not to think about Zephyr, right now. It feels...

...bad.]

Well. 'Course it all don't feel very good.

Is there anythin' I can dew?