He shows up shortly after, walking in after knocking as a courtesy and looking a little... on edge.
"So. Don't shout."
Because... well. What he has in his hand, held up between his first two fingers as he raises his arm, is a certain chip that Abel would no doubt recognise in an instant.
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Date: 2025-02-05 04:38 pm (UTC)He shows up shortly after, walking in after knocking as a courtesy and looking a little... on edge.
"So. Don't shout."
Because... well. What he has in his hand, held up between his first two fingers as he raises his arm, is a certain chip that Abel would no doubt recognise in an instant.
"I found this."