[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190303/b8c0d24f5e75e3a36f0d47303b0360cb.png[/img][/center] [color=8FA1B4]“Have at it,”[/color] Felikes replied unenthusiastically, looking back down at the table and moving to clear some of the clutter away. Good, she’d get out of his hair for a while. Good thing too, he needed to focus. It was lucky that he had a blank passport ready, but his forged visa stamp had seen better days - precisely the reason he had gone to the stationery. He needed to carve a new one, and it would take up the bulk of the day’s estimate he’d given Katya to do. It had to be perfect, after all; he inwardly groaned at the prospect, already dreading hours of testing and tweaking that lay ahead of him. [color=8FA1B4]“Oh, word of warning,”[/color] he mentioned before Katya was gone, [color=8FA1B4]“The building isn’t always stable. And I can’t finish this until you get your picture taken, so make sure you come back and get the photographer’s address before you leave. And try not to get lost.”[/color] There was more boredom in his voice than actual concern, and he barely looked up from unpacking his purchases. But it was an important warning nonetheless; he wasn’t a complete jackass, and he also didn’t want to lose a paying customer. Besides, he didn’t need to come across a corpse on his way through the place anytime soon.