[ His hand falls back to his side, idle. This is the only place he has for himself. The hope he carries in his heart, however, is all for Eos.
Get comfortable. This is what he's trying to do. Find a townhouse for himself, because he'd prefer being by himself, and find new threads, which is why he's here in this shop.
Nyx glances to his side, looking towards the clothing rack. ] Are we all supposed to be living the domestic life here?
[ No danger? No wars? Fine, he'll take this afterlife. ]
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Get comfortable. This is what he's trying to do. Find a townhouse for himself, because he'd prefer being by himself, and find new threads, which is why he's here in this shop.
Nyx glances to his side, looking towards the clothing rack. ] Are we all supposed to be living the domestic life here?
[ No danger? No wars? Fine, he'll take this afterlife. ]