[ Along with the scribbles of Chris. Hope's Blessing. Emergency contact. - a quick temp gets placed at the side. ] S'pose that makes sense. [ For all the whining the gods do about their levels of power, it wouldn't be sensible to give people permanent power, right? ] I'll stick this in the office. [ She gestures with the paper for a second before slipping it into the pocket of her jacket. ]
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