Intoned abruptly by a deep, hollow voice. A tall shadowy figure looms up from the darkness behind Kit's shoulder —
"Most of them left." Casimir unfolds his hands to prod lightly at one of the lanterns. "But it's still here."
He turns his eyes over them both with bland disinterest; they're both plainly Inquisition (everyone with the anchors acts under their domain). It slots them into ally as much as anything might.
jumpin' in as per liz, if you'd prefer separate threads no sweat just lmk ♥
Intoned abruptly by a deep, hollow voice. A tall shadowy figure looms up from the darkness behind Kit's shoulder —
"Most of them left." Casimir unfolds his hands to prod lightly at one of the lanterns. "But it's still here."
He turns his eyes over them both with bland disinterest; they're both plainly Inquisition (everyone with the anchors acts under their domain). It slots them into ally as much as anything might.
"Did you speak with the children?"