the baffled king composing hallelujah
Aoife was thrilled with company - always - and she babbled back at Phoebe animatedly, her voice a similar pitch as if she was trying to imitate the midwife. Still, her big starry eyes were all for Remi, and Ronin laughed as she flopped towards him once she was close enough. (She full expected to be caught). Straightening up, the guildmaster glanced between Phoebe and Remi with an arched brow at the latter. A subtle hint of oh, so that is happening now.
Not that he begrudged it, and he shrugged it off a moment later to move and flop into one of the chairs near the fire. "Our house is your house, Phoebe." He smiled brightly. "And thank you - it's all chaos right now, so you've chosen the right time to come."
Not that he begrudged it, and he shrugged it off a moment later to move and flop into one of the chairs near the fire. "Our house is your house, Phoebe." He smiled brightly. "And thank you - it's all chaos right now, so you've chosen the right time to come."
