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[heartsbook]

[While it's not often Lavi would be in one of the chapels in the Dressing Room, he certainly is in one now

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[not_unhaunted]

[just standing barely over the threshold, hands in his pockets and gazing around.]

[attention on you, contemplating angel.]

[not_unhaunted]

If you say so. [wanders over and runs his fingers over a wall with an inset stained-glass window.]

[heartsbook]

Don't believe me? [Looks back up at the cross]

[not_unhaunted]

Never said I didn't. I can't tell, can I? [hums a bit and traces over the halo of an angel depicted in that window.]

[heartsbook]

[Watches him before looking over at the angel]

[not_unhaunted]

...I've always... wondered. Don't those things get in the way when they walk under low ceilings?

[heartsbook]

Not at all. They can just make 'em disappear if they wanted. [Wait, why's he telling you this.]

[not_unhaunted]

Met some and asked them, have you? [must be the totally trustworthy aura he has.]

[heartsbook]

Under unfortunate circumstances. [Well, Lavi does like his aura, though he still has doubts trusting him :|a]

[not_unhaunted]

I'd have thought they'd be good company. [he's too crazy for any of it, bro. and never trust Tykis~]

[heartsbook]

Depends on which ones ya run inta.

[not_unhaunted]

Yeah? Tell me about them. [he's actually not sure if Lavi's telling the truth, but he doesn't care anyway.]

[heartsbook]

'm sure ya got other things ta do than ta listen ta me telling stories, Tyki.

[not_unhaunted]

...Not that I know of. Angels are just as good as anything.

[bored, bored, bored. sorry, Patch.]

[heartsbook]

Well, I guess I've got no choice.

[not_unhaunted]

Always got a choice, you know. Normally.

[smiles.] But not right no~w.