-Gracia peeeeeeks out the kitchen doorway to Mindy-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I'd probably be able to slice it off in a single swipe.
You might not need to risk Assassin- I could do it.
After all. I don't know if I can trust you, Guido.
You're a wise man, "Letholdhus" but, either way- Moreau has a cabin in these woods. Go by the mall- take a left, past some twisted tress, and past a river. It's pretty deep in these woods- but you can get there eventually.
I'll take my leave for now. Until next time. -he dematerializes-
... Lets just take a step back. Just in case.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post...
-Steps a little closer-
I've been awful to you.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?If he was going to go back on his word.
There would've been.
If I wasn't here, I'm sure- that he'd have done it.
My original name carries significance. Its' a legend of its' own.
I'd almost wonder whether it's theoretically possible to summon myself as my servant.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post(Marcia is in the kitchen. She doesn't notice Fennik as she's studying a new statue
◊ she found in the woods.)

How am I supposed to do that.
No, I knew it from the beginning.
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI