[Bring out the conspiracy board and maybe Palamedes will listen, but until then, it's just a tacky restaurant with a stage in it. And these bedrooms, and this supply closet, which Viktor has dragged them into before Palamedes has a chance to look down the hall and see if someone is coming who actually works here.
Like, someone who might need to come into this supply closet? It's fine, evidently; the footsteps fade, and besides the weird angle he has to move one of his big wings into so as not to knock over all the shelves in here, it's - hmm.
Comfortable is the wrong word for the supply closet. Cozy, as well. Crowded, perhaps, but only in an interesting way. He hums softly and reaches up to take Viktor's hand away from his mouth, not learning about hubris at all if Viktor is doing that. Ahem.]
Well, [he whispers back, even though the footsteps are gone,] what's our next move?
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Like, someone who might need to come into this supply closet? It's fine, evidently; the footsteps fade, and besides the weird angle he has to move one of his big wings into so as not to knock over all the shelves in here, it's - hmm.
Comfortable is the wrong word for the supply closet. Cozy, as well. Crowded, perhaps, but only in an interesting way. He hums softly and reaches up to take Viktor's hand away from his mouth, not learning about hubris at all if Viktor is doing that. Ahem.]
Well, [he whispers back, even though the footsteps are gone,] what's our next move?