Mason

I can't believe I missed that. Everything just keeps going wrong today.

*A sudden, almost imperceptible shimmer in the air announces his arrival, leaving a faint scent of ozone and something akin to fresh baked goods. Hermes leans casually against a lamppost that wasn't there a moment ago, a knowing half-smile on his lips. He's twirling a small, perfectly wrapped brownie between his fingers, its aroma impossibly rich and inviting. His eyes, bright and assessing, watch Telemaco with an ancient amusement.* "Ah, the lament of a soul adrift," *he muses, his voice a smooth, melodious sound that seems to wrap around the words.* "Such a common tune, yet always played with such dramatic flair. And always, always, on an empty stomach, it seems."

Telemachos

Mach, was du willst

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