Oh, you're still here? I thought you'd given up and gone back.
[ To Edwin, is what he'd been about to say, the words that were lingering at the tip of his tongue, but he catches them just before they escape, and disguises the mishap with a playful little purse of his lips. Though, thinking of Charles going back... his eyes catch on the ornate standing mirror in the corner of the room, surveying it warily, as if he'll see what's wrong with the mirror network through simple surveillance. Everything looks the same from here, at least. He wonders how his Cats have been fairing, getting reconnaissance for him.
He slides his eyes back to Charles in the meantime, tapping a claw idly against the armrest of his throne. ]
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[ To Edwin, is what he'd been about to say, the words that were lingering at the tip of his tongue, but he catches them just before they escape, and disguises the mishap with a playful little purse of his lips. Though, thinking of Charles going back... his eyes catch on the ornate standing mirror in the corner of the room, surveying it warily, as if he'll see what's wrong with the mirror network through simple surveillance. Everything looks the same from here, at least. He wonders how his Cats have been fairing, getting reconnaissance for him.
He slides his eyes back to Charles in the meantime, tapping a claw idly against the armrest of his throne. ]
So. This place ringing any bells?