Stands off to the side, her pen practically flying across the pages of the journal in her hands as she observes the other’s interactions with the HellGod. Looking up as thing’s quieted down for a moment, her gaze met his briefly as she gave him a small nod in greeting before going back to her notes.

(He glances over to the lore enthusiast, giving her a nod of greeting in return. He then offers a little half-smile as she feverishly continues to take down notes.)

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Mostly, I write stuff. And, like the Egyptians and the Internet, I put cat pictures on my walls. Also, I can read your Tarot.