[Action/Voice]

[halgitamilf]

Sigmund, Capell, Edward, I will be out today. Call for me should you require my presence.

[Svala is out poking her nose around the village, probably trolling bothering visiting Aziraphale in the library, reading on some benches or out by the fountain and just generally getting into things. Feel free to see her or run into her!]

Comments

[pimpinwings]

[Zelos is chilling out by the fountain, being unable to resist the fact that it is not winter and there is sun. He needs to stake out a sunbathing place for himself, after all, what better time to hunt than spring?]

Oh hey, Svala. How's it going?

[halgitamilf]

[Svala does not understand this sunbathing business.]

Sir Zelos; it has been quite some time since we last spoke.

[pimpinwings]

Yeah, that's a tragedy, ain't it? Guess we've been busy, haven't we?

[halgitamilf]

I will admit to that, yes.

How fares Lady Sheena, Sir Zelos? Has she recovered fully?

[pimpinwings]

Haha.

Physically, she's fine.

[halgitamilf]

[Oh dear.]

...I see. She suffers from another ailment, then?

[pimpinwings]

Well, her best friend, Corrine, was sent home.

He's dead back there, though.

[halgitamilf]

Ah.

I see...that would be somewhat disheartening, wouldn't it?

[pimpinwings]

Yeah, they were very close.

It sucks, but I'm not really sure what I can do for her.

[halgitamilf]

I imagine to simply be with her and support her in her time of grieving would be evidence enough of your friendship.