I did not say 'hello'! [ Claude, are you hearing things?

He bullies his way further into the Communion, a thundering force of dense soul and sharp attention. It is the equivalent of a determined creature planting hands upon the arms of whatever seat someone might be lounging in, and getting in their face — though his attention lacks the edge of violence customarily found clinging to him. Instead, he's rife with a single-minded focus. ]

So, she is gone? I had a question to ask her, about her creation. The tomes Aetós had left behind — they could have pertained to her. She was made of ceramic, after all. And I am, trying to discern the intentions behind studying my kin. 'Egyptian mythology'.