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?]

((OOC: Please tag your top-levels with the appropriate week and day.))

Comments

[hexalding]

You would be surprised at what can be saved despite seeming too far gone, I think. We both want the same thing in this, Faith--anything I am capable of aiding you in, you only need ask it of me.

[He reached over and placed a small object made of thin twisted wire on her desk.]

Here--it is not much of significance, but I find having material reminders one is not necessarily alone to be a reassurance.

[shieldof]

Oh-

[oh, now she gonna tear up a little]

I. Thank you. ...Sir Kinger quite liked butterflies. This is- ...thank you.

[hexalding]

Oh...I did not realize.

[oh gods he's fucked up he has no idea how to handle this]

Butterflies are...a commonly understood symbol of many things. Primarily, concepts like fate and evolu--metamorphosis. I simply thought it might suit you.

[shieldof]

[There's probably a few ways that could be taken.]

Hope for the future, then? Thank you.