"I did hear that," he says, taking the cookie from him with small smile of thanks. "I would have offered to help Lark in the kitchens, but I don't think I'm very welcome around knives." He walks out into the hallway and closes the door behind him, locking it via the key around his neck.
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Date: 2021-10-26 12:40 am (UTC)