"It doesn't need to be a- what did you call it? Hullabaloo?" The word sounded odd with Monk's accent.
He followed her inside, the state of the room not calling any attention to itself. Monk lived an ascetic lifestyle himself, and his habsuite was not all that different. He also chose to ignore the chair, continuing to stand, his gaze flicking towards Nova Storm's eye with a frown.
"Your trip the Mythos," he began, no point in beating around the bush. "I'm grateful, but you didn't need to do that. Chill said you all lost something: I want to know what it cost you."
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Date: 2025-01-19 03:02 pm (UTC)He followed her inside, the state of the room not calling any attention to itself. Monk lived an ascetic lifestyle himself, and his habsuite was not all that different. He also chose to ignore the chair, continuing to stand, his gaze flicking towards Nova Storm's eye with a frown.
"Your trip the Mythos," he began, no point in beating around the bush. "I'm grateful, but you didn't need to do that. Chill said you all lost something: I want to know what it cost you."