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“ Alas, my dear, I rather take these incidents as a kind of sign-- one that indeed makes it quite obvious that I do not belong up above. ”
;;skeletal hand dramatically unfurls to gesture upwards, before it moved to slip the black scarf from around his neck. one he was thankful he had adorned for that brief outing, otherwise hiding his nose-less appearance would have been significantly harder. a sigh leaves him, discarding the cloth in his hands atop the organ.
“ ... Speaking of above... I would assume you’d like me to show you back. I have most certainly embarrassed you enough for the evening, I’m sure. Unless you prefer the Rue Scribe-- ah- you do still have the key, do you not? ”















