Very well, I will return soon to— [ he has to dislodge Childe from himself and goes to get up and head to the door. There are a lot of thoughts whirling through his mind, including Childe's apparent fancy with him (it is just a passing one though, surely, he should not feel so hopeful— why does he feel hopeful, anyway?)
There's so much going on in his head that he doesn't hear anything Childe may say as he proceeds to open the door— and it's promptly brought back to reality by a suitcase, an expensive looking briefcase, as well as his heavier coat and gloves that he cannot remember the last time he saw a need to wear (perhaps it was ... for Snezhnaya back then, as well.)
There is a soft sigh, him performing a visual sweep of the hall suspiciously for a sign of either of the two subordinates of his that are surely responsible for this (as well as some eavesdropping.) ]
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There's so much going on in his head that he doesn't hear anything Childe may say as he proceeds to open the door— and it's promptly brought back to reality by a suitcase, an expensive looking briefcase, as well as his heavier coat and gloves that he cannot remember the last time he saw a need to wear (perhaps it was ... for Snezhnaya back then, as well.)
There is a soft sigh, him performing a visual sweep of the hall suspiciously for a sign of either of the two subordinates of his that are surely responsible for this (as well as some eavesdropping.) ]
...Ah, it seems I am ready to leave.