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Emet-Selch ([personal profile] unsundered) wrote 2020-02-29 10:16 am (UTC)

[Emet-Selch is both a bit relieved at not having to do anything more, and slightly miffed that he'd been dragged out all this way just for that.

That, and soup, he reminds himself, leaning against a counter to take some of the weight off his leg. A mostly-free meal was worth turning up for.

The mention of nursing duties gets another frown and a disapproving shake of his head.]


I'd say she can handle herself... but that's been proven to clearly not be the case. Still, I'd say... early next week should see me sufficiently free.

[And while he's still thinking about it, he just goes ahead and conjures up that ladder with a literal snap of his fingers. Simple things like this weren't much trouble by now, long-accustomed to clearly visualizing whatever it was he wished to create.

It's not a full-sized one, but high enough to reach the taller cabinets, at least. And the steps are proportioned for lalafell-length legs. Made of a smooth, dark wood, it's unobtrusive and sturdy-looking.]

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