Strange steps forward, as if to help catch Psi from falling...but thankfully the troll catches himself, and Strange returns his hands to his side shortly afterwards.
Of course, then Psi continues to go on about their class differences (what?) and kis-something or other (what?) and Strange can't help but give him a confused look. He's not sure if this is because the other man's drunk or if this is some troll or faerie term but he's got something else to ask around about.
After he finds out what a meepmorp is, of course. Thanks for not telling him, Lapis. But back to straightening out his relationship with Childermass to Psi which honestly is something Strange never thought he'd be doing.
"I wouldn't call Childermass a lackey. He's far too competent for that. But, since I maintain an estate back in Shropshire, that makes me the higher class. As for what I expect people to think about us...well, we're from the same London, we both work as magicians here and, on most occasions, we get along fairly well. Why wouldn't I be looking for him?"
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Of course, then Psi continues to go on about their class differences (what?) and kis-something or other (what?) and Strange can't help but give him a confused look. He's not sure if this is because the other man's drunk or if this is some troll or faerie term but he's got something else to ask around about.
After he finds out what a meepmorp is, of course. Thanks for not telling him, Lapis. But back to straightening out his relationship with Childermass to Psi which honestly is something Strange never thought he'd be doing.
"I wouldn't call Childermass a lackey. He's far too competent for that. But, since I maintain an estate back in Shropshire, that makes me the higher class. As for what I expect people to think about us...well, we're from the same London, we both work as magicians here and, on most occasions, we get along fairly well. Why wouldn't I be looking for him?"