[Married though Liem may be to his manners, he remains in the doorway of the shrine even when Rudbeckia drops to her knees amongst the scattered collection of dropped containers, his eyes still half-trained on the dragon that has its gaze so clearly fixed on him — though his hands do raise in a gently placating motion at the sound of her exclamation.]

Please; the fault is mine for startling you. I wasn’t expecting someone other than Set to be here. [And he knows his appearance is not an entirely comforting one.

On some level he had known that Set had probably shown other people his sanctuary as well — but he apparently hadn’t ever brought Hayame here, which to Liem suggested that the pool of people to know this place must be small indeed. He certainly hadn’t expected to run into anyone else in just the short time he was intending to visit.

Rudbeckia’s presence here with a drake in tow, however, slides some puzzle pieces into place. Once she addresses the verdant-looking creature and the latent tension seems to leave its coiled body, Liem allows himself to venture further into the little building. First he sets his basket down on a convenient surface, but he then wastes no time in crouching to gather some of the tumbled food containers beyond the lady’s reach. When she ventures his name, he nods.]

You’ve nothing to worry about. Set is the one who’s been hoarding them here.

[What a strange choice of keepsakes he’s claimed. If Liem had known that Set wanted something of his to keep in his shrine, he would have offered something a little nicer than Tupperware.]

Is this drake your companion? I’d been wondering about the signs of monsters hereabouts. I’ve never seen any in Set’s company.