@herfights said: ❛ is now a bad time ? ❜
Hermes glances up from his paperwork and offers a smile -- a wobbly, uncertain one, but a smile nonetheless -- returning the quill pen to its inkwell. “Ah -- not at all. Forgive me. I did not hear you come in.” At his spot at the desk, his hands go to lace together. A thumb brushes overtop the other. A nervous habit Meteion had picked up on.
“No doubt you are wondering what I am doing,” he gestures broadly to the paperwork strewn out in front of him. “After a concept’s...retirement,” the word is crumpled / cast aside / just as the creature from this morning was, “it is my job to fill out the necessary paperwork for the Bureau so they might keep it in mind when approving similar concepts in the future. To be honest, it is not a part of the job that I enjoy much... so any distraction is a welcome one.”
“So then, my friend -- was there something you needed?”






