[ He waits a few days after they've returned to the Gallows, out of respect for all of the bruising. And the blondes.
Then his voice cuts through the crystal, casual and distant in the way everyone sounds when their crystals are on their desks or laps or otherwise not being held up to their mouths. ]
crystal, backdated post-rescue.
Then his voice cuts through the crystal, casual and distant in the way everyone sounds when their crystals are on their desks or laps or otherwise not being held up to their mouths. ]
How are you feeling, Monsieur Enchanter?