[Nervous bitty is nervous, one finger on each hand trapping his black golem in front of him and rolling it to and fro. All that wing flapping? Useless.]
Oh, so you've been hearing them too? I thought it was just me. They're so faint, I was wondering if I imagined them, or if they're―[a faint quip of a smile, the sort shared among friends in the know, and maybe just a shade wistful]―mice in the walls.
[Nope! Allen suspects it's something much worse. They haven't had a play week this month yet, and he's learned to be distrustful of anything out of the ordinary. He's also confused, though. Libitina isn't usually so... Subtle.]
I don't think so! The apartments have never been haunted, I don't see why that should change now.
[Smiles, a little distractedly at first like his mind's somewhere else, but it soon stabilises into something firm and reliable.]
No, I doubt it's him.
[Teutorix has made it very clear that he doesn't do things this way.]
But it won't hurt to be careful. We'll both keep an eye out for what's making those sounds, okay? Tell someone if [when] you happen to see anything, but try not to get too close to it on your own.
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I don't think so! The apartments have never been haunted, I don't see why that should change now.
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No, I doubt it's him.
[Teutorix has made it very clear that he doesn't do things this way.]
But it won't hurt to be careful. We'll both keep an eye out for what's making those sounds, okay? Tell someone if [when] you happen to see anything, but try not to get too close to it on your own.
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Suppose I'll slip in and out before he catches me, then. I think he's still mad at me.
[The feed skews as he picks up his communicator and leaves his room.]
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