cover you when the sky comes crashing in
Head tilting again, he watched Glas with a stoic, quiet gaze; only briefly assessing, knowing the crafter wouldn’t care to be scrutinized, and that arriving here, of all places, was likely a difficult experience. Taking the answer for what it was worth though, he nodded, eyes flickering briefly to the satchel swung forwards, brow arching with careful curiosity. He won’t be prodding and prying; Glas wasn’t the type to render well into his nosier aspects.
So he’d take the measures instead – unfurling another plush within his hands once he’d realized he’d forgotten the peryton (Belial would’ve been thoroughly displeased). “I am well. Evie is due towards the end of this season so - ,” hence the large variety of stuffed animals besides the amount of paperwork not yet finished. And the impending amount of things necessary around the crib and nursery. “I am overpreparing.” Pausing, he granted another light smile. "Erebos said he was going to write to you."
So he’d take the measures instead – unfurling another plush within his hands once he’d realized he’d forgotten the peryton (Belial would’ve been thoroughly displeased). “I am well. Evie is due towards the end of this season so - ,” hence the large variety of stuffed animals besides the amount of paperwork not yet finished. And the impending amount of things necessary around the crib and nursery. “I am overpreparing.” Pausing, he granted another light smile. "Erebos said he was going to write to you."
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