It had taken him much longer than expected to find her. Yes, this floor of the landship is a twisted maze of mirrors and tricks. He's gunned down many hostile reflections, for himself, and to protect...everyone else. All he can.
Executor had grown resigned to just...not finding her until they found a way out of here. It wasn't until he'd turned to other parts of the will that she- oh. There she is. Is she in pain?
"Signora Aurelia. I-" His voice is rough from disuse. He clears his throat. "I have been searching for you. I...require your assistance on a matter pertaining to..." The grief threatens to swallow him for a moment. He needs to focus on what he can do now.
And Executor Federico was never one to beat around the bush.
"Sunday has died. He has entrusted me with his will, and I...do not know how to fulfill the part regarding you as things are now." He looks up. There is loss painted across his face, however minute. Loss of a friend. Loss of direction.
He knows Aurelia is capable of many strange and magnificent feats. "Thus, I've come to request your assistance."
Aurelia, expecting a hunt or something. Federico, a lost puppy; help please...
Executor had grown resigned to just...not finding her until they found a way out of here. It wasn't until he'd turned to other parts of the will that she- oh. There she is. Is she in pain?
"Signora Aurelia. I-" His voice is rough from disuse. He clears his throat. "I have been searching for you. I...require your assistance on a matter pertaining to..." The grief threatens to swallow him for a moment. He needs to focus on what he can do now.
And Executor Federico was never one to beat around the bush.
"Sunday has died. He has entrusted me with his will, and I...do not know how to fulfill the part regarding you as things are now." He looks up. There is loss painted across his face, however minute. Loss of a friend. Loss of direction.
He knows Aurelia is capable of many strange and magnificent feats. "Thus, I've come to request your assistance."
Please.