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text; the evening of august 28th

[mannersmaketh]

Hey, you busy?

[harel]

No.

[Sorry, Eggsy. There are no filters for pleasantries now.]

[mannersmaketh]

can i come over?

[harel]

I'll come to you, if that isn't inconvenient.

[mannersmaketh]

nah, i'll be waitin. the door will be unlocked.

[action]

[harel]

[He is prompt, arriving at Eggsy's door shortly after their text conversation ends. His knock is brisk and efficient, three raps, and then he stands back, hands behind his back, utterly impassive.]

[mannersmaketh]

[He's not sure exactly what he's going to do, but he has to do something.]

Come in.

[Eggsy's sitting on the edge of his bed, hands in his lap. His eyes flick up when the elf walks inside.]

Shut it, please.

[harel]

[He enters, shutting the door behind him.]

You are upset. Is this a bad time after all?

[mannersmaketh]

Nah, I ain't upset. Just wanna talk to you.

[Eggsy pats the bed beside him.]

Here, sit with me. We'll talk for a bit, yeah?

[harel]

As you wish.

[Solas joins Eggsy on the bed, folding his hands in his lap.]

What did you wish to speak on?

[The Tranquil, if you haven't noticed Eggsy, are stunning conversational partners.]

[mannersmaketh]

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