He supposes that, despite the way it looks, Timber does have something of a labyrinthine quality to it. How this guy has managed to miss it on the way in, though, is not something Kael decides to ask. (Perhaps the building is just more obvious when you’re used to it being there?)
“ I guess you can just follow me or whatever. It’s not exactly far from here. ”
❛ hey, thanks a bunch! i really appreciate it. ❜
IT SEEMS NO MATTER where he goes these days, an escort is an unavoidable part of his routine — of course, it’s his prerogative this time, company elected for on his own bare terms, and the change is welcome. his hands are resting in pockets of his khakis, wrists balanced on the fold. it’s nice, not to lead sometimes.
❛ ——so, what’s timber been like lately? quiet? haven’t heard much about this place since the whole hostage president ordeal a while back. ❜
