This chair is mine

[sweariwontdie]

Armand made some tea and claimed a chair in the main room. He had his sketchbook out, but wasn't drawing. He was thinking, and he didn't like what he was thinking. Feel free to interrupt him.

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[sadist_daemon]

*here's Daemon, passing by with a squirming Daemonar in hand, but he'll stop and arch an eyebrow at Armand* Good afternoon.

[sweariwontdie]

Armand nods again, feeling stupid. "I will remember, as much as I am allowed to anyway." It should be very obvious how frustrated he is at his faulty memory, but he's nearly decided to let most things lie.