Phillip:
Pip looks back at you mildly. "The House takes an interest in all who pass through its doors. You're both welcome here." He gives a polite but noncommittal nod to your vague invitation as a farewell.
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"He's taller than you too," Braddon points out helpfully. Pip grimaces humorlessly. "Fine, did she leave instruction as to where to corral us until she saw fit to grace us with her presence?" He nods. "In her office. A moment, and I'll have someone escort you there." Hopping down from his perch, he momentarily vanishes behind the desk before reappearing on one side. Several corridors radiate from the lounge, and he decamps down one of them, leaving the four men and one boy alone with the plashing fountain and a handful of low settees with plush velvet cushions.
"I'm sure you've lived more years than I have," Pip replies placidly. "Nevertheless."
"Shorafa has called, we have come... We'll take a private bath and she can join us there." a side glance to the young Daynadrian clearly indicating that he is the matter to be discussed and resolved. "I trust you know what matter this is referring?" The halfling's eyes slide to the young elf. "Only enough to know to expect a group bringing in an elf child," he replies slowly. "Didn't know you had anything to do with it, Phil. No children in the baths with consenting adults; Shorafa won't allow it." |