[Despite the fact that others have already started to crack the codes and mysteries of the ship, Cayde is thoroughly engrossed in his own attempts and in as much doesn’t give much of a look over when anyone enters his room. The door’s already open, after all, it’s less a bedroom and more a hub at this point. A hub that looks like a hundred notebooks threw up all over it, if the papers tossed about everywhere are any indication.
In as much, he’s busy with what appear to be a handful of lists of some sort, scrawling notes alongside the foreign handwriting with an almost feverish intensity.]
Respite, sure, yep.
[He’s never one to pass up an opportunity to shirk his responsibilities, but this is just starting to get really interesting, and so he waves a hand over as a form of half-acknowledgement that he’s even heard Lucina enter.]
no subject
In as much, he’s busy with what appear to be a handful of lists of some sort, scrawling notes alongside the foreign handwriting with an almost feverish intensity.]
Respite, sure, yep.
[He’s never one to pass up an opportunity to shirk his responsibilities, but this is just starting to get really interesting, and so he waves a hand over as a form of half-acknowledgement that he’s even heard Lucina enter.]
You find anything new?