Sean glanced around the infirmary clutching a notebook, looking like an out of place nerd who could definitely be mistaken for a college student or possibly an older high school student. He hadn't had a chance to actually meet the physician yet - Cyril had been away from the infirmary the last time he'd dropped by attempting to meet his fellow staff. However, he thought it was about time he returned the notebook he had taken. After all, he'd already made copies, and it would probably give a good first impression for him to have found something lost.
The god wasn't worried about Cyril suspecting he was the thief. He knew he hadn't been caught, and if he was accused he had a perfectly believable explanation. The fact that his powers practically guaranteed one was barely even necessary in this case - the notebook had been out in the open and anyone could have taken it. There was no reason to suspect the harmless little secretary. Especially considering that he was returning it. He wasn't going to deny glancing through it either if he was asked. It had been an interesting read, and there was no point in lying about it.
Looking around at the bare surroundings, Sean decided he liked this place better than some of the other offices he'd visited. Of course, being an infirmary it would have to be kept clean, but he still appreciated it. "Mr. Dorne, are ye here?" His voice was soft, his Irish accent present but not overly so. "I think this book's yers."
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The god wasn't worried about Cyril suspecting he was the thief. He knew he hadn't been caught, and if he was accused he had a perfectly believable explanation. The fact that his powers practically guaranteed one was barely even necessary in this case - the notebook had been out in the open and anyone could have taken it. There was no reason to suspect the harmless little secretary. Especially considering that he was returning it. He wasn't going to deny glancing through it either if he was asked. It had been an interesting read, and there was no point in lying about it.
Looking around at the bare surroundings, Sean decided he liked this place better than some of the other offices he'd visited. Of course, being an infirmary it would have to be kept clean, but he still appreciated it. "Mr. Dorne, are ye here?" His voice was soft, his Irish accent present but not overly so. "I think this book's yers."
@Trahnael