đś | @fcllmcxn // STARTER CALL
â§*:シďž| HE feels bad, a sharp little twinge of his heart. Though all logic points to it not being her fault at all, nor his, he can't help the way his emotions run. Siebren shakes his head, for as deep as his GUILT runs, it wouldn't do for him to be miserable in this fashion. There are matters to attend to, as his alter from the other Spirale would so CHEERFULLY say.Â
âI'M very sorry Honey, he's not in right now.â The clock seems to tick tock loudly in his ears, as though waiting for the other pen to drop, waiting for disapproval. âA-ah ⌠If you'd like, you can step inside and have tea and biscuits while we WAIT for him to return.â















