[Loki is prompt at least, heading from his shift to visit Eilonwy. Once more with the satchel (and his notebook) inside. It rarely left his side and was hidden when it wasn't with him. That was the best way he could secure it for now. A knock on the door, and a half-bow in greeting when she answered.]
I'm to play art critic now, am I? Only fair since I'm having you play poetry critic.
/makes transition sound-effect
I'm to play art critic now, am I? Only fair since I'm having you play poetry critic.