[ Well, it's a good thing Brandon isn't looking to him for help, because Tavor is under no particular obligation to give it. He's even being pretty slow about even contemplating it, wondering how much he would actually care if for some reason this would bother Haran. Which he's not really convinced it would. He sits back, head tilted, cigarette at his lips. That's the most energy he's seen out of Petre for a while. It's novel.
And the stupid magus kind of looks like he's on top of it? Tavor's not so sure, he's going to go it a 70/30 spread because there's nothing quite like a starving demon to beat the odds. ]
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And the stupid magus kind of looks like he's on top of it? Tavor's not so sure, he's going to go it a 70/30 spread because there's nothing quite like a starving demon to beat the odds. ]
Huh.
[ The most apathetic commentary. ]
Shouldn't... stand too close.