[ Slinking lower onto the roof's edge, as a gaggle of alarmed Highstorm citizens cut through the alley, Set pools his chin in the palms of his hands. An obvious, naked fondness settles into the tether of their connection. ]
I will come right to you, as soon as I am done.
As for the Yards: I will draw attention from it, if that might help. What sort of business are you up to, hm?
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I will come right to you, as soon as I am done.
As for the Yards: I will draw attention from it, if that might help. What sort of business are you up to, hm?