"You'll love it," he mumbles as he finishes devouring a sausage while looping the strap of the gear bag onto his shoulder. It's a little awkward with one hand busy holding a bouquet of breakfast meats, but this is not the first time he has done this. He's a professional.
And with that all squared away, he can finally head out, which is a little surreal as he can't remember if he has ever really had someone see him off before... aside from Vincent's exuberant display the day before.
So, he's rather unceremonious about it. Just a little nudge on Vincent's arm before he turns to head toward the door and the waiting carriage beyond it.
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And with that all squared away, he can finally head out, which is a little surreal as he can't remember if he has ever really had someone see him off before... aside from Vincent's exuberant display the day before.
So, he's rather unceremonious about it. Just a little nudge on Vincent's arm before he turns to head toward the door and the waiting carriage beyond it.
"See you later."