Date: 2020-02-16 08:55 am (UTC)
charmoffensive: (13)
Neither give me very much faith, no. Here, I've brought something to drink.

[ With a last clatter, two cups are sourced and set down near the bottle of ale, and finally, Loxley sits, and stillness and silence once again fill the room. At least for the moment. He'll start fussing with the food soon, breaking it down into components.

For now, he has an arm folded over the back of his chair and the other hand fidgeting along the edge of the table. ]


Fabria had apparently nudged him towards giving me a second chance, whatever that means, given the first go. The Ambassador made contact over the crystals. I'm certain he found me very insolent. Or worse.
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