[ That's...a chilling voice she didn't expect to hear. It's louder than she's used to but there's no mistaking it---
Moira would open the door but heaven forbid the pollen be let in. Gently, she tips her (hideous) curtains to the side, and fakes mirth the best she can. ]
Not a favor I'd curry to you now, Gabriel, but---
[ That's. Not...Reaper. That'----That's not even a person. ]
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Moira would open the door but heaven forbid the pollen be let in. Gently, she tips her (hideous) curtains to the side, and fakes mirth the best she can. ]
Not a favor I'd curry to you now, Gabriel, but---
[ That's. Not...Reaper. That'----That's not even a person. ]
Ahem. My apologies.