ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏 . ᅠᅠᅠ 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 . ᅠ ( ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ) ᅠ

The avian does not elaborate on his next action. His arms wrapped around the larger individual, he offers a solace not usually experienced.

When the hug ends, Azir would offer the gentlest look he could muster. "I thank you, not on behalf of Shurima, but on my name. Your contributions are something I value deeply. Thank you, Renekton." Another moment to embrace his teacher, his mentor, his friend.

"Nasus, my coffee?"

If he stares at the stars, will it summon ᅠ 𝓐𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝓢𝗼𝗹. ? There is only one way to find out.

So can one say it did, in fact, work? The celestial was certainly not there when he first gazed. "Can you say the sands have shifted to my favorite, or rather, the stars?"

"I was thinking about how the stars were tonight. You have taught me much despite being a mere guest in our lands." He raises his hand, sands pouring between his cusp.

Staring at the sky .

" This is going to take a lot more coffee than I thought. " Another day in the office, and another incredibly difficult case.

// The plan is to revamp my Azir and create quality.

Squawk.

Cooooo.