I'd neglected to leave the Laboratory for a while. Thought I'd come up for air, as it were."
Musing quietly, he settled in his seat "how are you faring?"
Arm behind back, as he walks on in as though the office were , too, his own space. Steady, calm. No rush about the elder as he seats himself in the chair opposite, one leg crossed over the other at the knee, cane hung by the crows beak on the edge of Feofans desk.
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"Pleasant enough, feofan. I'm not quite feeble enough to complain about stairs yet'
Mild chuckle escapes- ruby hues half hooded as he watched Pantalone, studying as always the motions the other Harbinger made.
"Nothing of much importance. I simply realised+
it’s so funny when people treat me like the villain after they did me wrong. It’s just a switch in my mind where i stop caring categorize you in my head