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[color=f14a83] “Unfortunate,”[/color] Finley said in response to Nicholas informing them that hunting did not seem to be something that the staff here did. Maybe if Finley did some hunting for some animals, the kitchens would still use it? It could be a good diversion. 

Finley enjoyed the kiss that Dysphoria gave them in return. They reveled in it for a moment. Part of them wished they were back in their room. The food was tasty, but was it worth leaving their alone time? They were not fully convinced. Their attention was drawn to the conversation Dysphoria was having with Callaghan and one of the new people. What was a mani-pedi? If it was something that their Dewdrop would enjoy, they would learn it for them. 

Two underclassmen sitting near them left, and as they did, some birds appeared. These birds landed on Rohan. Interesting. Were they familiars of his? 

[color=f14a83] “Ohhh, fantastic. We look forward to this mani-pedi. We will get very good at them,”[/color] Finley declared. 


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[color=D8BFD8]Location:[/color] the Feasting Hall
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[color=D8BFD8] “Oh, Barty, if only you had it in heart to help your covenmate who is missing without requiring someone else to ask you to do so,”[/color] Connie said. Her voice started with a sarcastic tone, but slowly shifted into annoyance. 

[color=D8BFD8] “In the sense that Pancho is also my roommate and our room got an invite, he [i]was[/i] invited. As I said, I left for Haven and did not see him again.”[/color] 

Connie frowned as Serena and Betty left. She shot Barty a glare, blaming him for their departure. Great, her one lead. She supposed she’d just have to go down into the dungeons to try to find out more. This was not something she wanted to do alone. She also had no desire to [i]ask[/i] Barty to help her. Maybe Rohan and his new bird friends would join her. Or... Finley did owe [i]her[/i] a favor. Having Dysphoria and Finley would make her feel safer. She wasn’t sure if Finely and Dysphoria could [i]help[/i], but at least their presence would secure her against anything that might try to harm her in the dungeons. She finished her food, avoiding the ‘beef’, and slid her untouched beef onto Barty’s plate. 

[color=D8BFD8] “Finley, Dysphoria, would the two of you do me the [i]favor[/i] of joining me in the dungeon to investigate this mysterious head? I only care enough to identify if it is my wayward roommate.”[/color]

Finley looked up at Constance. Constance was owed a favor, and they knew that the emphasis was intentional. They smiled and rose. [color=f14a83] “I would be delighted to.”[/color]