DAAN.

[tactic]

SOMETHING WILL GO HERE

Comments

[recession]

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Then I'm glad I was able to lend you any support for the time you were here.

[ His unofficial not-roomie... on and off... ]

[tactic]

Try and give yourself more credit, won't you?

[ A small smile. ]

And I hope this won't be the last I see of you.

[recession]

I give myself credit where I'm due, don't need to worry about that.

[ He's modest sometimes but he can be a little shit. ]

Only if it goes in reverse too.

[tactic]

No concerns there. You're welcome in my neck of the cosmos anytime.

[ As long as he gets there... He's still WAITING TO FIND OUT WHERE HE GOES!!! ]

[recession]

I'd like to hear your recommendations as an interastrally traveled man on what the best alcohol of choice is.

[ Aventurine your fucking. Black hole something. Argenti will be there to rescue you... ]

[tactic]

[ THANK YOU BASED ARGENTI ]

Oh? I'll use it as something of a lure, then. Come by and I'll take you to the most renowned locations for alcohol. My treat, of course.

[recession]

[ A lure help. ]

Who am I to turn down such a generous offer then?

[tactic]

[ The equivalent of pspspspsps. ]

Don't be a stranger, Mr. Daan. We've got plenty more stories to share over drinks.

[recession]

[ Like a particularly refined stray... ]

I'm sure my mailbox will be a busy one with everything I have to catch up to, but I'm sure I'll have time to spare for any ones with an emerald wax seal.

[ Just assigns that to him, wrong stone but you're a very peacock man. ]