Darya doesn't spare Artemis a glance as she corrects her. "[color=adf2fa]No. I just think his scythe was interesting. We don't have many who can summon weapons from shadow, let alone such rare weapons.[/color]" Sliding a sheathed sword over her head and arm and across her back, Darya turns back. "[color=adf2fa]No problem. Want a tour?[/color]" she offers, opening the door and pausing to turn back to her.
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"[color=fcf4a3]Oh! We don't- Do we have check-in? Wait-[/color]" Reagan looks slightly alarmed. They turn towards the Big House, then turn back. "[color=fcf4a3]Right! This way, uh, dude?[/color]" They look Llewellyn up and down once, setting him to memory. "[color=fcf4a3]I'm Reagan, by the way.[/color]"