[He has no qualms walking further into the room like he owns it, standing beside Diarmuid's bed-- beds?-- while once again glancing the crowd outside. As the other Servant begins explaining, his eyes wander down to the list, and his lips slowly curl into a smirk as it dawns on him what is going on.]
And now they are congregating outside of your door to catch a glimpse of you. Is that it?
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And now they are congregating outside of your door to catch a glimpse of you. Is that it?