> Coffee's almost to L'Manberg to see Time when they see it. Or, rather, him? Coffee's pretty sure that's Crow's kid.
> Fae approaches hesitantly from a distance, hand on their sheathed sword. Theoretically, Connor shouldn't recognize faer with the disguise and the headscarf, but it's still a good idea. Coffee's been... paranoid since the Final Control Room, not knowing who they pissed off and who they didn't. Connor already hadn't liked fae super much, and they're not taking any chances.
> Coffee clears faer throat as they approach. Might as well try to talk to him, right?
Uh- hey. What are you doing out here?
(- @coffeeblades-askblog)
> Γ Connor's head practically swiveled around from whatever he was looking at, giving a short, surprised growl. Not that he was startled, or anything. Γ
"Nothing."
> Γ He answered shortly, like he was trying to bite the air. His tail flicked, not exactly recognizing the other. Considering they were going to L'Manburg, it was probably safe to assume they weren't a friend. Γ
"What are you doing here? Who are you?"
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