[ He's not used to people checking in on him and there's a moment where he startles at the voice outside his door. The wind had brushed around him, what little feeling there is for it, and he hesitates before he pushes himself up, moving forward to open the door with a quiet noise.
The small elf. He remembers him and his keen interest - and he's one of the few people on the Bishop that Zaveid doesn't go out of his way to ignore. A part of him softens, and he tilts his head with small smile. ]
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The small elf. He remembers him and his keen interest - and he's one of the few people on the Bishop that Zaveid doesn't go out of his way to ignore. A part of him softens, and he tilts his head with small smile. ]
Thanks.
[ Glancing down at himself, he huffs a noise. ]
Nah, I'm all good. Nothin' to worry about here.