[ He nods as he listens, looking thoughtful. Really, it does all match up with the city he'd called his home for a century. Mhavos had made things sound equally grave, but he finds himself still unconcerned. ]
So then -- I suppose that brings me to my next consideration, which is a good excuse to visit for a while. Say, a few months. I don't suppose you have any jobs you might need done over there?
[Some of the tension leaves the moment, and Bene nods. He moves back toward his desk, pulling a little ribbon out of his pocket to start tying his hair back.]
[ The smile fades out, and Vanadi sighs faintly. He's usually so good at misdirection and evasion, it's been an unhappy discovery that he doesn't have the heart for it with people he actually likes. ]
Athessa doesn't have work to see to in Antiva, Rivain, or Tevinter.
[A sarcastic glance is cast over Bene's shoulder as he sits down, beginning to arrange his things for work.]
And it ruined your whole day.
[Some hours pass, work gets done, lunch is had. It's at a lull in the afternoon when Benedict, unused to the silence of Byerly's Mood, remembers something.]
How's everything? With the, um. Division heads?
[Things got a little interesting over the crystals as he recalls.]
Edited (I felt like doing more without adding another thread DEAL WITH IIIIT) 2021-03-11 20:59 (UTC)
I should think you'd have the resources to educate yourself. ...and I hope you do. But I'll be frank with you, Ambassador, I don't have the patience for this.
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