[Now-silent shadows in tow, Waver nearly walked right past Diarmuid while forcing himself to ignore his eldritch companions. Judging by the state of him, Diarmuid had heard one thing or another himself. Taking a second to collect himself, Waver sat down in a chair across from him, leaning casually on the table that separated them.]
...So who was it for you?
[His voice was steady though his hands and shoulders carried an uneasy tremble to them, Waver sighing a thin cloud of smoke as he glanced to his own four shadows.]
no subject
...So who was it for you?
[His voice was steady though his hands and shoulders carried an uneasy tremble to them, Waver sighing a thin cloud of smoke as he glanced to his own four shadows.]