as I hold my soul all the music pours out
“Do you think Ludo would give you a heads up?” Falke muses aloud, stepping in after the Priest and following him into his quarters. It’s the first time he’s been there and takes care to not stare and analyze everything in the room.
“Interesting. She is definitely lacking in confidence.” A considered pause as the Fixer settles himself on the edge of the desk again, but not so settled as to not try and half-lurch forward to make sure Gideon is alright after ‘slipping.’ “Tired, eh?” He glances to a clock on the wall and finds it isn’t too terribly late in the evening. “Long day?” Whatever else he was going to say about the demigod encounter is put on pause as he really looks at the other member, trying to figure out what he isn’t seeing.
“Interesting. She is definitely lacking in confidence.” A considered pause as the Fixer settles himself on the edge of the desk again, but not so settled as to not try and half-lurch forward to make sure Gideon is alright after ‘slipping.’ “Tired, eh?” He glances to a clock on the wall and finds it isn’t too terribly late in the evening. “Long day?” Whatever else he was going to say about the demigod encounter is put on pause as he really looks at the other member, trying to figure out what he isn’t seeing.
THE 'FIXER'
the greatest fear I've ever kept is dying with regrets
