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[macaboney]

[All parts of the message are at an unfortunately high volume, due to the fact that Tempus has no indoor voice.]

Hello various humans and non-humans! You have reached Tempus! ...Or, you have. Not reached him. Because I am not actually present right now to listen to your call.

Regardless!

Please leave your messages here, and I will get back to them as soon as I possibly can! And then I will actually be present to listen to you. Yes.

Nyeh-heh-heh!

Comments

[macaboney]

Okay. I'm sorry for assuming you did. I... just worry.

[And he's worrying even more with Serif's next words. He flounders for a moment, trying to think of something, anything to make this right.

But even the great Tempus fails once in a while.]

...I know. But we're back now, and we forgive you. And... that was honestly out of your control.

[punnybone]

...

I ever tell you 'bout the promise I made to Fal?

[He did vaguely mention it, right after his shadow vanished. But that was about it.]

[macaboney]

I think you mentioned it, but I'm not sure entirely what you meant by it. Would you... mind telling me about it?

[Maybe it's meant to be a secret, so he doesn't want to pressure Serif.]

[punnybone]

It was before Grit got to the Underground. She got real quiet one day and, all of a sudden, she asked me to make her a promise. That if another human ever came into the Underground, I'd protect 'em.

Even though I hate making promises... I just didn't have the heart to tell her no, y'know?

[It seems like so long ago now. Back when they only talked with a door between them. When Serif didn't even know what Falon looked like.]

[macaboney]

...And that's what you've been doing. You've been protecting Grit. I know there's the occasional hiccup, but really, you've kept them safe from so much.

[Honestly, he's just amazed Serif made a promise to someone. Even Tempus doesn't always get promises right off the bat.]

[punnybone]

The kid's kinda died a lot, bro.