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╱╱: I have no pinned making skills anymore. Cri.

clearly. saint was in earlier. although he neglected that particular aspect.

that would be appreciated. if it's the hove goddess that he assumes, all will be forgiven. especially if her return means success.

yes please. saint has been selective in the details, he gives to osiris. he thinks that he'll run off. which is true.

g o o d. he'll be waiting for her. every detail must be given.

hmm. this will be considered. do not fret. both ikora and saint failed to notice as well. you forget, our enemy was cunning.

osiris was bundled up in the corner of the room, sat inside of a comfortable looking chair. he had a few datapads around him. most of them linked to the hidden. it took a few seconds for him to look up. “ athena. ”

. . . he is shuffling over. soup ( DOES ) sound amazing right now. “ thank you saint. ”

he mumbles, but not from the affection or the soup but from the general discomfort he was feeling. “ then it should be delicious, she has always had wonderful recipes. ”

reminding himself that he HAS to eat has been the hardest part of being lightless.

“ come in, come in. i was just reaching a stopping point. ” lies. there was no stopping points. especially when it came to osiris. although he deactivates his closest datapad to give her more attention. “ so, you were successful? ”

this. is fine.