I see we're both crazy
It was probably the sand. All that sand and the unstable surfaces, plus the onset of their monsoon season, that are causing Falke’s hip to ache. If he weren’t the Fixer, he might be embarrassed that a comparatively ‘short’ trip has made his injury flare up, but there are times when he can easily take his own advice. This is one of them. He needs a hot poultice, a bath, and his own bed. Like an old man, he thinks with a grin, running his free hand through his beard as he enters the Tower. Leaning heavily on his cane, Falke returns greetings but stops for no one on his way to the medical wing and his nearby compartments.
Pausing only to set his pack down, Falke notes that everything is as he left it and hobbles towards the public area, calling out for October. “Tobi?” He says loudly as he unlocks the separating door and pushes it open. He has nothing but a smile on his face, ready to multi-task and debrief. “Is there any tea on?”
October takes just as much delight from the novel as he does, and his head is full of the wonders of Torchline - some of which they’d heard of before and some of which were entirely new. Ah, fuck - he pauses, glancing back towards his room. His notebook is still in there -
Pausing only to set his pack down, Falke notes that everything is as he left it and hobbles towards the public area, calling out for October. “Tobi?” He says loudly as he unlocks the separating door and pushes it open. He has nothing but a smile on his face, ready to multi-task and debrief. “Is there any tea on?”
October takes just as much delight from the novel as he does, and his head is full of the wonders of Torchline - some of which they’d heard of before and some of which were entirely new. Ah, fuck - he pauses, glancing back towards his room. His notebook is still in there -
that's alright with me
come with me and let yourself go
FALKE
