Well, now.

[greying_raven]

*smiles--the kind of broad, solid, honest smile that makes you trust a person--and he looks like the kind of solid, honest person you would trust--he has grey hair and a leathery, sun-wrinkled kind of face, and big hands that are comfortably hard and lined from doing some kind of good work--and that's what you'd think if you first saw him. you'd

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[moderatelymad]

Ah, there you are.

*and hugs, in a manner entirely inconsistent with the offhand tone*

[greying_raven]

Yes, so it seems.

*returns the hug. does not do so well with hugs, but does well with Florian, and the latter overrides the former* It's--well.

Good to see you again.

[moderatelymad]

Likewise. Entirely so. *thumps his shoulder, not to embarrass him further, and grins* How are you?

[greying_raven]

*allows his smile to grow somewhat* I'm as I'd like to be, and that's enough. How are you?

[moderatelymad]

*chuckles* Oh, much the same as always.

[greying_raven]

*pleasant* Keeping secrets just the same as always, at any rate.

[moderatelymad]

...Not really, no.

[greying_raven]

For me, for me. I could never tell how you were.

[moderatelymad]

*spreads his hands, and smiles* Well enough, then. A bit at loose ends.

[greying_raven]

*smiles a smile back, on some level relieved* You, at loose ends? They don't keep you busy enough here, my friend.

[moderatelymad]

*half-grins* Either that, or entirely too busy. I'm not quite sure which.

[greying_raven]

Whichever it is, I wish you a speedy sorting out. It's the sort of feeling that in another man could end in a murder or two.

*we hope he is not speaking from experience*

[moderatelymad]

*laughs wryly* I wouldn't be surprised. Thank you.

[greying_raven]

*smiles particularly for Florian, if somewhat equally wryly* Of course.