"'Mornin', M'lord." This is to Clyde, obvious.
Aaaand yet again another scratch of ink across his work along with a surprised short shriek, nothing can ever get done around here can it? Sudden dread and slight fear as he turns to look at Hypnos. He forgot that he used that name, too.
"...... Morning. Long time no see, Hypnos..... What brings you here?"











