#rivervale_lodge

I -have- a job....."

"Yeah yeah yeah" She says "Tell me, is there some reason Dagmar would be bringing up 'special satyr oaths'?"

Adam flushes lightly. "Uhhh....."

She looks curious "Well?"

"Well. You and dad....."

"Ah" She says and blushes a bit herself "Satyrs can't be faithful... or so folks say/think"

"Well. Depends." Adam coughs. "ANYway....."

"yes, awkward for you, sorry." She says "Just trust me when I say I'm REALLY Focusing on poetry for my passion"

"Uh. Thanks?"

"Lots to process" She says "Adam, thank you for looking after the family in a world we're only learning about. You're a brave young man. "

He shrugs. "It's what I do."

She fights a smile of amusement "Well thank you, John Wayne. I'm still proud."

"Yeah. Uh. I might, uh, take off. Let you work."

"Okay. Have fun. Oh, we're having Chinese tonight , brought in"

"Right. Thanks. Bye!" And he heads back upstairs.

His mother returns to her poetry writing

In his room........

Make of me a banquet, salty and sweet... but that's down stairs and just the start of something

In his room. He finds...

nothing. Nab is out

He does look around for her.

"Huh. Ok." He takes another moment, somewhat at a loss.

He has a text

He checks it!

TXT: _Jimmy here. Need your help? Got time? _

Jimmy? the quiet guy?

TXT: Yeah. What's up?

TXT: I need your help like how you helped Zane. I need a wing man?

TXT: Sure. Where?

TXT: How about that ice cream place?

TXT: On the way

And he grabs his keys, makes a last scan for Nab, and heads out.

(GONE To Bergen so Rae can use this room)

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Back at the lodge, Connor is working him self up into a right kerfluffle. Cupping his hands around his mouth, he starts to yell, "LIIIIIIII-" Then remembers, and whispers instead, "Liiiiiiiiiiiiiilly???" He checks in the bushes, and under the porch, and then scratches his head, and looks around for anyone else to help search. "I thought -I- was the champion hider-seeker...."

A snicker from above

His ears prick and he turns around quickly - then catches sight of his own tail and turns around in a flash several more times before he grabs it, trips himself, and falls over, dizzy.

okay, the snicker is a whipsering giggle

on the roof! ROOF

He stands up, brushing some dust from his jacket, and peers up towards the giggle, and his face breaks into a big grin. "I see you! You're on the rooo-rooo-rooo-rooooof!"

"you cheated by being funny" she accuses, but smiles as she says it

"Do you need help down? Like when Fishy-the-cat went up in the riggings and then just went owwww-mowww-mowwww until Siv climbed up?"

"uhm... nope" She scuttles down like a fly moving down the wall

"Ooooooh...." He moves over and takes one of her hands, if she'll let him, peering at her fingers interestedly.

They are slender and pale

and a bit sticky at the tips, then? they arent'

He turns the hand over in his own rather grubby hands, even lifting it to sniff briefly - his nose tickles with whiskers!

she giggles "Its like Caterpillar legs"

He grins at her, letting her retrieve her hand. "I don't mind your sticky hands, but when mine get like that, they make me wash with the stinky soap. Then I smell like flowers." His nose wrinkles up.

"ugh, flowers? you poor pup" She fusses, "That can be too strong."