text [some time before the end of the event]

[muscovy]

[Guess which temple Muscovy is currently in, tucked in a corner somewhere, using his backpack as a backrest and playing around with the new emoji app? It's not that he likes being in the temples, no matter which god_ess they belong to, but considering how things outside took a turn for the worse instead of for the better, he has decided on spending siren times inside - this time in Delight's temple. Which gave him time to waste.]

There are little pictures in the comms. Why?

[None of the comms that he had before had those. And also]

What do these mean? [He can figure out the others - people with different faces, and cats with different faces, hearts and a star. But those four are confusing.]


[ooc: If you'd rather approach him in person, that is fine, too!]

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[muscovy]

My mother is like that, too. But she got better, so you can get better too, yes?

[And now she's worse than he ever knew her, but that's okay. He knows where she can get, he's dead set on getting her there again.]

[ushahin]

True. I possess nothing but time on my hands.

[One of the advantages of being immortal. He didn't need to change if he didn't want to, but there was always still the possibility present.]

[muscovy]

Then you should use it, yes?

[ushahin]

Perhaps I shall.

[If nothing else, he's making a good start of it now. This is the second conversation he's held with Muscovy and both have been friendly enough thus far.]

[muscovy]

When you do, I can help you.

[He has no specific plan, - most ideas he's just not strong enough for yet - but he's pretty sure that he'll find ways.]