Thread:CorvusTheRed/@comment-35266334-20190726215137/@comment-35266334-20190814031049

Ash's hand passes directly through the guard's shoulder, like the person is made of liquid, after a moment, they pull away with a decisively suspicious stare at him. "We're not allowed to tell guests about the mansion's lower floors."

Corvus(?) runs Galaxian's mirror image through the basics of rentals and paying bills, silently hoping he would leave soon, he wasn't used to having to interact with a stranger for so long.