[ Alphinaud may be out, but he isn't walking much; an injured leg makes it an exhausting endeavor, but at least he has a crutch to get about. So for the time being he's mostly vibing out in the street, lost in thought, while a carbuncle curiously sniffs at various debris nearby.
At Sholmes' greeting, he looks up, snapped out of his thoughts. ]
—Aye, yet I'd argue it's been a long weekend... I can only be glad to be done with it, for the now.
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At Sholmes' greeting, he looks up, snapped out of his thoughts. ]
—Aye, yet I'd argue it's been a long weekend... I can only be glad to be done with it, for the now.