[Legion flight rings are wonderful things. she hears the sound and presses her ear against the door, calling out] Ianchus? Are you okay? [she doesn't phase through the door, though, that would be rude. she smiles in relief when he opens the door, ushering her inside]
I will, I will! [she rushes through the door, and pivots to face him, hands neatly clasped in front of her] So. How about this weather?
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I will, I will! [she rushes through the door, and pivots to face him, hands neatly clasped in front of her] So. How about this weather?