[Kirian, nether bless him, has been quite a busy man. But, even still, he can make time for Syllona. He spies her down the hallways, distracted by something, and he steps in front of her, peering down.
A small black cat pads behind him, bell on her collar jingling with each step. When he stops, the cat stops, sitting by his side and looking up at Syllona with bright amber eyes.]
shows up 15 minutes late sippin on starbucks; b
A small black cat pads behind him, bell on her collar jingling with each step. When he stops, the cat stops, sitting by his side and looking up at Syllona with bright amber eyes.]
Going somewhere, apprentice?
[Though, his voice is almost kind.]