[center][h3][b][color=a187be]Lorenzo of Windor[/color][/b][/h3][/center][hr]
... what just happened? The world seemed to become distant for a moment. Maybe Loretta was right. Maybe the depression was causing Lorenzo to space out for a few moments when it did.

[color=bc8dbf]"Lord Favian,"[/color] Lorenzo started with a tone of slight wonder in his voice. [color=bc8dbf]"I request that you show that document at a speed that we can actually read it at."[/color] This man was quite one indeed. Waving his damn proof around so fast that you can't even tell if it's real or not. Something was amiss and Lorenzo was skeptical about this ordeal, and that's putting it lightly.

Martyrdom on the other hand was quite pleased with Col's affection being shown to it. His special spot was scritched and he loved scritches in that spot. That man was a good man to go to for the good scritches. Maybe the other man was good too? Martyrdom walked over to Bastian before doing the same thing, looking up at the man with a tilted head and wondering if he would get scritches as good as that from this man as well.