[There's a flicker of thoughtfulness in Emery's expression as he tries to gauge Zel's stress levels behind the mask and cowl, and then he nods.]
Got it. Hey, Bile?
[The frogry luckily happens to be nearby, having resumed swabbing the deck. They unresume upon Emery's speaking up, depositing the mop in a nearby bucket.
"You'll be in cabin eight-" Bile looks to the captain, who briefly nods. "It's right this way."
Bile leads them into the ship, giving a brief explanation of the layout, where to go for food or if they need to relieve themselves. Their cabin is close to the entrance, so they're there within a few paces.
"Let us know if there's any trouble, aye?"]
Thank you.
[Emery suspects that short of the cabin actively being on fire, Zel would put up with a thing of sackcloth on the floor as long as he could get away from having to interact with more whimsical fairy folk for a while.
As it turns out, the situation isn't that dire, though the cabin is a small one. There's a bunk and a thing of drawers built into the walls, an overhead magic lamp, and a small window with rose-embroidered curtains. Also, a chair. Not exactly luxury class, but certainly livable.
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on 2025-02-02 11:42 pm (UTC)Got it. Hey, Bile?
[The frogry luckily happens to be nearby, having resumed swabbing the deck. They unresume upon Emery's speaking up, depositing the mop in a nearby bucket.
"You'll be in cabin eight-" Bile looks to the captain, who briefly nods. "It's right this way."
Bile leads them into the ship, giving a brief explanation of the layout, where to go for food or if they need to relieve themselves. Their cabin is close to the entrance, so they're there within a few paces.
"Let us know if there's any trouble, aye?"]
Thank you.
[Emery suspects that short of the cabin actively being on fire, Zel would put up with a thing of sackcloth on the floor as long as he could get away from having to interact with more whimsical fairy folk for a while.
As it turns out, the situation isn't that dire, though the cabin is a small one. There's a bunk and a thing of drawers built into the walls, an overhead magic lamp, and a small window with rose-embroidered curtains. Also, a chair. Not exactly luxury class, but certainly livable.
As soon as Bile's clear and the door's shut:]
What do you think?