*having been mildly prodded*

[humane_agnostic]

L'aigle? Did you want to talk?

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*having been equally prodded*

[eagle_of_words]

What on earth about, ami?

[humane_agnostic]

I have no idea, to be honest. Just rather thought something might be wrong.

[eagle_of_words]

*tiredly* No.

*looks rather worn and drawn and gawky and a lot less like Bossuet and a lot more like Patrice L'aigle*

[humane_agnostic]

*looks him over quietly*

Dear old thing, you look like Enjolras at two in the morning when I've let him at the maps. Worn as badly as the paper they're printed on.