The device flicks on. It looks like he's just sitting at a desk that belongs to one of the many rooms in the sanctuary; because, well, he is. Though he's looking a whole lot better than he did when he first arrived: cleaned up and as in order as he ever would be. There was a cigarette between his lips that burned lightly, idly. Sunglasses, as
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"That's soundin' familiar," he says after a moment of thinking, or zoning out. One or the other. "Don' think a whole lotta people know what's really goin' on really. Maybe y'should rest though if you're tired. Just m'thoughs here."
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Seth takes a moment to puff on his smoke, and then anoter object comes in to view. A glass, tainted liquid inside. Not water, it was safe to assume. He didn't find that question too weird but then he was a pretty weird demon who often just sort of rolled with things.
"Could help y'out though," he says, putting the glass down. "Whatcha all needin'"
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He's known for several days that Taxon has taken in another demon, but has chosen only to keep an eye out, to wait. So this message, what he considers slightly unusual for one of his kind, stirs his interest.
"Fighting a war."
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He takes a moment to ponder over this one, or maybe he's just tending to his cigarette. "Sounds familiar."
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