“...oops.” Said in the most disinterested of voices as a fiery gaze lifted to look over the door she still held wide open, as if looking for a warning sign. Suzume didn’t instantly leave, or flee as it were, but speared the Garlean with a cold stair, a brow slightly lifted.
He hadn’t even had time to nab a towel at that point, and with a long-suffering sigh Varis said, “Now that you have had your eyeful, leave voluntarily or I will pitch you out the window myself.”
... It wouldn’t be a pleasant trip to ground level, even in the consulate.







