IC Contact Post [Hadriel]

[mismanagement]

This is Maketh Tua. State your business.

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[mismanagement]

[That gets her attention, though Maketh hides it well. She continues writing. Pauses.]

Oh. Are you still here?

[lifetothefullest]

[Not as much of a reaction as he wanted, but that's probably for the best. He shrugs, stepping back and turning to leave now that he feels like it's more on his terms.]

Just leaving. I think I've said everything I need to.

[It's just the slightest bit flippant.]

[mismanagement]

And one of these days, I imagine you'll even say something of importance.

[If he wants to challenge her, then he'd best be prepared for her worst.]

[lifetothefullest]

[Lance has a retort for that, but decides finally to walk away now that he's regained some control of the conversation. So he just shrugs at Maketh in return before turning to leave.

And he wishes he could truly just leave it there, but now he's going to have to have some other conversations that he is not at all looking forward to.]