Oh, alright.
But eh, now it's sorta on the table lol.
He was his messy haired self as always, the hammer he had....wasn't with him. TvT, instead he just came there without anything really, though he was obviously cranky, because he might've been pecked awake by some sort of crows or something-
"Alright alright, I'm here. What do you need now of all days I sleep?"
No Angie's the doll you're right-
M: "That is enough, both of you! I cannot afford to have you fighting amongst yourself when our mission is so crucial. The child will not be easy to obtain, her father is-difficult..."
D: "Mother Miranda, if Edevane's predictions are so volatile, surely it would be wise to dispose of the father first-"