IC contact for wethelost

[devoutish]

Solomons & Melborn
1108 Sweet Cream Street

[Feel free to use this space for letter/package deliveries as well as visits/knocks on the front door!]

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[bywolves]

Mm. Maybe it'll come back. [ A beat. ] It's not done with yet, is it? Maybe I can just experience some of it.

[devoutish]

[Alfie's eyes brighten.]

Will you come in tomorrow?

[bywolves]

Yeah. Sure, I can do that.

[devoutish]

There's a wonderful baths where you can rest.

[bywolves]

Mm, I'd like to see what they look like so we can wish for them.

[devoutish]

Even the floors are warm. How do you suppose that's done, electricity or magic?

[bywolves]

I imagine there's a way to do it with electricity, but it is a world created by a godling.

[devoutish]

Then I suppose we'll be able to ask him to make sure the towels are always warm, too.

[It's winter, okay; he's been dreaming about this.]

[bywolves]

Mm. That can probably be arranged. [ It's fine, he's also been dreaming about warm. ] The space heaters will help us, too.

[devoutish]

We'll be the warmest people in the Meadous. The masses will crowd at our door.

[bywolves]

Ugh. [ He says, half playfully, half serious. ] We'll need to wish for locks, then.

[devoutish]

I'm surprised that it doesn't bother you that we don't have them already, actually.

[bywolves]

I don't have much worth stealing that isn't always on my person.

And locks don't mean much to many people here, anyway.

[devoutish]

Mm. You wouldn't have caught me leaving my doors open in London, but I got used to it in Norfinbury, I suppose.

[bywolves]

I never really had rooms to lock. I was usually the one picking them, if there were any.

[devoutish]

We could wish for locks and not give you the key. It'd give you something to do.

[bywolves]

[ Snort. He pinches Alfie's side. ]

I have plenty to do that isn't being locked out of my house in the middle of winter.

[devoutish]

Are you sure? I think it sounds fun.

[bywolves]

You know what else sounds fun? Me throwing all of your coats out in the snow.

[devoutish]

[Now it's Royce's turn to get his side pinched.]

But in all seriousness - I would like you to see me as an elf.

[bywolves]

I'd also like to see you as an elf.

Maybe I'll try being something else. [ Sniff. ] Anything but a dwarf.

[devoutish]

Mm. A gnome? They've got gnomes.

[bywolves]

Is that a height joke?

[devoutish]

It wasn't meant to be, but it works well as one, doesn't it.

[bywolves]

Rude. [ Royce huffs. ] I'll just have to see when I'm there.