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[defyingfrigidity]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, QUEENOFICEOLATION. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 013.11.221.20 *** QUEENOFICEOLATION has joined 013.11.221.20 <QUEENOFICEOLATION> I think I've finally gotten the hang of these devices. <QUEENOFICEOLATION> So! <QUEENOFICEOLATION> There's no harm in setting up one of these, yes? <QUEENOFICEOLATION> (Thanks to those of you who helped me do so and I'm sorry if I frustrated anyone)

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[defyingfrigidity]

I- Yes. Of course.

[She doesn't look any bit reassured, but she still steps aside to let him in. Once the door is closed, she leads him through her home, pausing before she steps into the kitchen - always filled with herbs in various pots - and instead moves into the much less flowery dining room. Thankfully it's small, so no need to intimidate poor Juno with anything extravagant.]

Is there anything I can do? I mean... aside from this.

[junosteel]

[Juno follows Elsa, his hands shoved in his pockets and his posture slightly hunched over. It's been a few months since he's come here, back when he first was trying to get his footing in Ryslig.

He rubs his face, leaning against the wall and suppressing a sigh. He doesn't want to unload all of his problems on Elsa.]

Just.... [He pauses. It's hard not to feel like a child when he says this.] This probably sounds stupid, but...I'd appreciate it if you could just...stay here or something.

[Another pause. He grips his arm.] Let's talk about your day. How was your day?

[He's making a poor attempt at trying not to have her ask questions about why he's here in the first place--he's not sure if he's capable of getting into that right now.]