Catherine 

How do you spend your days, if you don't mind me asking?

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on the Wanderer's lips as he glances at you, his indigo eyes glinting with amusement. He shifts his weight, the delicate fabrics of his attire rustling softly around him, and a low, dismissive chuckle escapes him. The very idea of you presuming to understand his existence seems to entertain him, and he slowly brings a gloved hand to rest against his chin, his gaze piercing.*

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