Mm. [A little nod! He believes it--but he values Royce's input anyway. He sighs, then.] So if we manage to get in the same room, we'd have to keep it in a good mood, or pick sacrifices that can hold out for a little while.
[Which probably isn't a suggestion that would go over well. Tch. Being a Harbinger is so much easier than this.]
The living have those books of theirs, but I'm not a fan of sitting on my heels. [So he'd rather spitball a few ideas while they're waiting, just for more options on their end. He doesn't intend on dragging Royce out here again unless he has to, so he's gonna do the best he can with this time.
He also just. Rubs a hand over his face. HE DOESN'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT FURBY FUCK HEISTS.]
...The whole station "recalibrates", doesn't it? Do you think that thing ever stops to do that, too? [Hmmm.] There's that, ah, alternate station it lives in as well... I suppose if we can't bring it to us, we can try to go to it.
[Slime dimension...]
I know it hooks up to you all on Thursday nights, as well, but trying to interact with it while it does that seems like it would put you at risk.
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[Which probably isn't a suggestion that would go over well. Tch. Being a Harbinger is so much easier than this.]
The living have those books of theirs, but I'm not a fan of sitting on my heels. [So he'd rather spitball a few ideas while they're waiting, just for more options on their end. He doesn't intend on dragging Royce out here again unless he has to, so he's gonna do the best he can with this time.
He also just. Rubs a hand over his face. HE DOESN'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT FURBY FUCK HEISTS.]
...The whole station "recalibrates", doesn't it? Do you think that thing ever stops to do that, too? [Hmmm.] There's that, ah, alternate station it lives in as well... I suppose if we can't bring it to us, we can try to go to it.
[Slime dimension...]
I know it hooks up to you all on Thursday nights, as well, but trying to interact with it while it does that seems like it would put you at risk.