Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-34147452-20190822232556/@comment-32273133-20190823185122

The room is....Senshei's room. Looks like Oganesson kept his word. The drippy-eyed CD is sitting in the corner of the room, cross-legged on the floor. Maybe he's meditating, maybe he's asleep. Whatever the case, he's without his entourage; the djinn, Singularity, Delphi, and Oganesson's human attendants are nowhere to be seen.

He wakes from his trance when Senshei "hmm"s and stands.

"Morning."