Fox dislikes being in the Dusklight, but he also isn't the type to lurk over Kiada's shoulder when she's working. And she ought to be done any moment now, so he's found a happy medium in lurking outside the Maverick's office door. (Far enough away from the debauchery and potential violence, close enough to still be meeting his wife at the end of her workday, see?)
His hands are buried in the pockets of his weathered coat, and at the sound of someone approaching his fists clench without his permission, though he forces himself to relax as his gaze lands on Flora. The Doubletake - ruler, daughter of demigods, close friend of the theocrat - is not an uncommon sight in the Hollowed Grounds, and Fox doesn't even pretend not to recognise her.
"He stepped out for a bit," he explains of Danta - he'd spotted the man cavorting down the Last Whisper and speaking animatedly to the tall, dark shadow that he's apparently planning to marry. "Should be back soon, I think. I'm just waiting for Kiada. I can let her know you're here if it's for business?" Rather than a friendly visit, he should say.
His hands are buried in the pockets of his weathered coat, and at the sound of someone approaching his fists clench without his permission, though he forces himself to relax as his gaze lands on Flora. The Doubletake - ruler, daughter of demigods, close friend of the theocrat - is not an uncommon sight in the Hollowed Grounds, and Fox doesn't even pretend not to recognise her.
"He stepped out for a bit," he explains of Danta - he'd spotted the man cavorting down the Last Whisper and speaking animatedly to the tall, dark shadow that he's apparently planning to marry. "Should be back soon, I think. I'm just waiting for Kiada. I can let her know you're here if it's for business?" Rather than a friendly visit, he should say.
welcome to the desecration, baby
we built you up and we'll tear you right down
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
