A Shadowy Figure watches from a distance

Ian why

Little did I know at the time I was right to do that.

“Uhhhhmm...” That question very much caught him off guard. Why was this even relevant, and what made a person an edgelord? Was that a good thing, or a bad thing? “Seven?”

“How did you manage that when I’m wearing some of it?” He was confuzzled.

Shadowy then took a slight bow. “Anything so long as you can pay, no matter who you are. It’s my selling point.”

“That depends on the puppets and stage you’re using.” Then Shadowy laughed to himself. “Regardless. Anything you’re interested in, darling?” Not that he thought she was a darling. He just wanted to get a reaction.

“Ask Fink; she managed to get into files before I pulled her away from the computer.” This time, it wasn’t his fault. At least directly.

“How would you know you’re part of it? You can’t be disappointed by a story you don’t know is going on.”

“If the puppeteer knows what’s going on, isn’t that all that matters?” Not that he wanted to say too much. Let her try and figure out what he really meant.

“It’s quite entertaining to watch. Especially when people don’t know it’s going on.” He stuffed his hands in his pockets. “But I digress-I won’t make any judgement calls either so long as they give me the money for it.”