No no, I was- I was headed out, actually. To my garden.
[His garden, that place he goes when he wants to think, that locale where he hangs out by himself that is nowhere near the orchard because he wouldn't dare mix his plants with those filthy ones from a false deity; that garden. Carlisle is also polite, perhaps too much when someone deliberately wants to speak to him. He assumes this must be about Kate, as people don't generally want to talk to him unless it's about someone else, or healing.
He clears his throat and turns to head down the stairs, his hand keeping his satchel close as he tucks away his keys.]
As I was saying, there was a king fellow who came through here once who said he was from an Eos. I thought they might be one and the same. The Door does that occasionally, drawing in people from the same world.
[And that's something he hopes never happens to him.]
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[His garden, that place he goes when he wants to think, that locale where he hangs out by himself that is nowhere near the orchard because he wouldn't dare mix his plants with those filthy ones from a false deity; that garden. Carlisle is also polite, perhaps too much when someone deliberately wants to speak to him. He assumes this must be about Kate, as people don't generally want to talk to him unless it's about someone else, or healing.
He clears his throat and turns to head down the stairs, his hand keeping his satchel close as he tucks away his keys.]
As I was saying, there was a king fellow who came through here once who said he was from an Eos. I thought they might be one and the same. The Door does that occasionally, drawing in people from the same world.
[And that's something he hopes never happens to him.]