[If these two lovebirds platonic buddies are ready to go, the door to the office opens a little wider.]
Is he gone?
[The same sliver of face scans the area around the two, and seeing no sign of the Moggle Mog doll, finally opens the door. A short-for-her-kind Bangaa woman stands inside the office.]
Quickly, come inside. He could come back.
[The office behind her has been converted into a temporary shelter, with a lobby couch now serving as a bed and a pile of vending machine wrappers in the corner. It does not look like the Curator has left her office in days.]
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lovebirdsplatonic buddies are ready to go, the door to the office opens a little wider.]Is he gone?
[The same sliver of face scans the area around the two, and seeing no sign of the Moggle Mog doll, finally opens the door. A short-for-her-kind Bangaa woman stands inside the office.]
Quickly, come inside. He could come back.
[The office behind her has been converted into a temporary shelter, with a lobby couch now serving as a bed and a pile of vending machine wrappers in the corner. It does not look like the Curator has left her office in days.]