Private to Zack

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza hums to herself a little as the train leaves the station, heading on for whatever's coming next. In the room she and Zack share, she's lining up several knives, turning them over in her hand. Aelfryth, Reepicheep, and Blaggut are sitting on the table as well, also looking over a selection of knives and small swords.]

So, see any you particularly like?

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[zackthekiller]

[At this point, Zack's settled into some kind of comfort. He's never shared sleeping quarters with anyone for this long before, much less with a teenage girl he considers his sister, but somehow it's not a complete disaster. The rats are a huge help, cleaning up Zack's messes and making sure everyone's comfortable in that small room...

So he's not expecting a huge suprise when he returns from dinner with Crown in tow. At least he's learned the decency to knock on the door before coming in at night.]

Hey? Sis? It's Zack, you decent already?