#agoniumx

     Fandral stopped on his way down the stairs, hearing a noise from below, but no voice followed. He put a tentative hand on his sword, just for security measures. "Hello," Fandral called, waiting at attention for a voice to respond or a form to appear around the corner.

Finish it. You know I won't fight back.

"I wasn't expecting you. What do you need?"

   [ the brit is entirely lost in her daydreams when she's fairly certain that someone is clearing their throat. ]    ”—-Mmm. Sorry. Were you talking to me?"

"Could you run that by me again?"

"I don't have a red dot on my forehead.....do I?"