Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140602194217/@comment-5735114-20140605103527

(You're welcome.)

Tyranil slowly looked up, having been sleeping lightly in the chair he'd sat in last night after Mikasa yelled something to nobody in particular. He could have intruded again to see what, but he didn't want to hurt her again. Things had to get done eventually, after all.

"Is everything ok?" Tyranil called out in the direction of the kitchen.