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

[shieldof]

That is quite a good point.

[She gives Sir Interceptor a last scratch behind the ears and stands up.]

I will see to necessities inside the manor, but I may also need to attempt to prepare spaces outdoors as well. That will- take time, at the very least.

[howveryglib]

[...they're going to be let outside?

Huh. Time to start planning, he guesses.

(meanwhile interceptor is sad that he is not getting scritches anymore.)]

We have nothing but time, it seems, so that ought to be fine. So long as it happens at some point.

[shieldof]

It should, though I regret that I cannot say with certainty when.

[like probably by endgame, dw about it]

Your current confinement is for your own safety, I promise. I hardly dare venture outside the walls myself.

[howveryglib]

Well, whatever it is, I am certain I can handle it.

[rip to everyone else, he's different]