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[rootless]

[heyyyy thusians of the future there is a knock on your door

or window

or he's tracking you down

or if you're a lacertan i guess he's just hanging out up a tree.

I HOPE YOU ARE READY FOR VISITS]

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[tothedepths]

[Returning to hut sometime later!! And not really noting much other than that there are voices coming out of it when there really should just be Muirin napping in there.

He's not paranoid or anything, but he casually slips a knife out of his sleeve as he pushes his way in.]

[rootless]

[yeah he's long since learned to look for weapons on people the moment he registers them.

doesn't move!]

...Hi. That looks sharp.

[tothedepths]

[Oh. It's you.

He sighs, put-upon, and slips the knife back into his sleeve.]

Dull knives aren't the best for slitting throats with. [... PROBABLY JOKING.........]

[rootless]

I'll take your word for it. Knives have never been my thing.

[just takes it at face value]

[tothedepths]

[He slips further into the hut, body language relaxed despite the earlier potential shanking.

He deposits a freshly-killed fish into a basket in the corner.]

You must be dreadful at slitting throats.

[rootless]

Probably. I'm more of a headbasher.

[....probably joking........]

[tothedepths]

How uncivilized.

[He turns, arms crossed.]

Are you here to bash mine or my wife's heads in, or is this a less exciting social visit?

[rootless]

I've lived this long, and I'd like to keep it up, thanks.

[tothedepths]

Admirable enough life goals, I suppose, if not particularly ambitious.

Then? I was under the impression trees do not prefer salt water.

[rootless]

I'm not here for the sea, believe me. I just wanted to see how you two are doing.




...And the kelpie. I guess.

[tothedepths]

[.. I guess that's kind of... nice of you........]

—I have yet to succeed in murdering the kelpie.

[rootless]

Damn.

[tothedepths]

You could always assist me in the task.

[rootless]

Until salt water got involved, yeah.