cover you when the sky comes crashing in
Deimos hadn’t expected anyone in this time of day; hence the moment of surprise when he heard the door open. Arching his brow, he watched as Colt made her way in, leaving snow behind, and some apologies to follow. Withholding the snort threatening to loom in his chest, he persisted in his work, taking the ample control amidst his entity to curate more and more dust from the tops of bookshelves, skittering along the portions of the hearth left untouched, trophies laden and pressed into the wall, and any other debris.
The cloud formed neatly behind him, so as her offer presided through the wooden beams and threshold, he glanced over, acting as if this was normal happenstance, rather than somewhat amusement on his part. “If you want,” came on his residual rumble, eyes flickering over to what she might find worthwhile in the act of cleaning. “You can open some of the windows down here. Get fresh air in.” It’d be cold, but he’d be able to maintain the temperature of the fire and keep it roaring, alight, without everything turning horrendously chilled. “With everything else going on, I did not much pay as much attention here as I should have.” There wasn’t shame in the statement, merely an explanation; the guild had unfortunately been amidst the bottom of his tiered list over the past few seasons.
Collecting the rest, he let it hover for a moment, before the orb of grime, filth, and soot descended into the nearest trash can. “What brings you out this way?”
The cloud formed neatly behind him, so as her offer presided through the wooden beams and threshold, he glanced over, acting as if this was normal happenstance, rather than somewhat amusement on his part. “If you want,” came on his residual rumble, eyes flickering over to what she might find worthwhile in the act of cleaning. “You can open some of the windows down here. Get fresh air in.” It’d be cold, but he’d be able to maintain the temperature of the fire and keep it roaring, alight, without everything turning horrendously chilled. “With everything else going on, I did not much pay as much attention here as I should have.” There wasn’t shame in the statement, merely an explanation; the guild had unfortunately been amidst the bottom of his tiered list over the past few seasons.
Collecting the rest, he let it hover for a moment, before the orb of grime, filth, and soot descended into the nearest trash can. “What brings you out this way?”
DEIMOS
