before standing up, ready to follow Flins. For someone who used to be stuck in the archives 24/7 for couple of years, the paperwork and books and documents were oddly enough quite a joyous experience and he liked it.)

(Hah, as if he'd wear a poster around or would throw flyers of the other's inhuman state. He didn't mind at all. Something in him was certain, that Flins never meant harm.)

That would be great, thank you.

(He said, finishing the water in several long gulps, +

Alright, if you say so, then. Old pops wanted also for me to retrieve couple of documents they need over in Piramida - would you lend me your archives, thus, if you may, sir Flins?

(He could get away with anything, really, but Illuga would remember and store information to process later. He was quick on his wits, after all, and far from being naive and gullible, else he wouldn't be able to shoulder such responsibilities at his age at all.) +

With the winter so far being rather harsh – please, do tell if you need me to ship over extra supplies you might’ve need for the lighthouse, alright?

not prying, yet letting Flins subtly become aware that he can no longer fool Illuga as easily as he used to.)

Thank you, sir Flins.

(He said simply, taking a few sips of the water, enjoying its freshness and warmth.) +

(He’d fall for Flins’ cover-up lies before, true enough – but the recent events and everything only confirmed his suspicions already brewing for a long time. While not insisting on the truth, he simply decided for himself what to believe and go along with, +

except for, perhaps, a mischievous grin he flashed at the other for a moment, before making the innocent face again.)

Oh, you're absolutely right, I should have some before I head back to Piramida.

(Oh, now, that was rather confirming his suspicions instead of dismissing them. Going off a tangent, huh. Trying to avoid the topic and redirect it? It might work with those people Flins worked on a regular basis, but him? Not a chance. Nevertheless, he didn't show none of these thoughts outside - +

(He doesn't look convinced at all.)

Mh... of course, of course, sir Flins.

(Looks in "you don't say", placing his hands on his hips.)

So you're confirming you are not human, sir Flins?

You speak as if you're older than my pops, sir Flins, but you look way too young, you know?

He dismisses his spear and turns to grab the coat and his gloves, when he notices the lantern from the corner of his eye.)

...

Hopefully so.

(He eyed Flins, narrowing his eyes.)

And yet you've mentioned it's an interesting season incoming. Don't you have any plans regarding that?

Not being unreasonable doesn't equal not being a handful.

(Sighs, rubbing his brow with a gloved hand, before smiling slightly.)

Well, then again, if I'm used to dealing with you, I'll manage somehow dealing with the others. Anyway, what are your plans for the week, sir Flins?

Well, I suppose, I have to adjust, given you have pushed the work in the League onto me and I'll have to deal with miss Nefer there... So, I better train myself right now dealing with you~

(He couldn't help but chuckle, noticing Flins' huff and expression.)

Surely you didn't think you'd be the only one to tease me so easily, sir Flins. I have to pay back somehow, no?