Mmm. I think if you're a friend, you're allowed in there.
[Kaworu yawns, covering his mouth with a hand, and follows Palamedes idly into the kitchen, using said hand to rub the sleep from his eyes. He's not really the sort to question this. If Palamedes is a necromancer and he's here then he certainly must be a friend, right? It all lines up in his brain.
Once in the kitchen, he leans idly against the island, watching the man work his magic on the stove. Hopefully he's not as poor at this as Paul used to be.]
We had a party here. A day or so ago. For Paul's birthday.
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[Kaworu yawns, covering his mouth with a hand, and follows Palamedes idly into the kitchen, using said hand to rub the sleep from his eyes. He's not really the sort to question this. If Palamedes is a necromancer and he's here then he certainly must be a friend, right? It all lines up in his brain.
Once in the kitchen, he leans idly against the island, watching the man work his magic on the stove. Hopefully he's not as poor at this as Paul used to be.]
We had a party here. A day or so ago. For Paul's birthday.