[ Annoying technology. Meddling children. Erik starts to grin before he can steel himself back out into seriousness against crotchety wizard speak, brow furrowed hard into exaggerated focus on pushing his darkened comms device back down into his pocket. The wine isn’t helping. ]
My predecessor was in security, [ he says, in darker humor. ] Twice.
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My predecessor was in security, [ he says, in darker humor. ] Twice.