[ Elias takes a final drag on his cigarette, the embers burning down to the filter, and walks over to the railing to flick it over the side. ]
Perhaps.
[ Oh, how he wants to get the final word in. It's a craving, to say more than he has already and reveal his own secrets to be Seen. Properly Seen. But he tightens his jaw. ]
This has been a pleasure, Archivist.
[ And unless Jon has something very enticing to say, he'll head back to his cabin. ]
no subject
Perhaps.
[ Oh, how he wants to get the final word in. It's a craving, to say more than he has already and reveal his own secrets to be Seen. Properly Seen. But he tightens his jaw. ]
This has been a pleasure, Archivist.
[ And unless Jon has something very enticing to say, he'll head back to his cabin. ]