[A workshop? How curious, he thinks, that he would suddenly find himself in such a place. Eridanus continues to regard Angelica with suspicion, even as his own shoulders curve downwards with a moment of relaxation.]
No. [He responds curtly,] I did not intend to arrive here.
[Or anywhere, for that matter, that wasn't within the glorious halls of his beloved's ship. Still, that doesn't answer how he arrived, and that unanswered question alone is enough to raise his hackles once more like a cat set on-guard.]
Did you summon me here? If so, I demand you return me to the Diadem.
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No. [He responds curtly,] I did not intend to arrive here.
[Or anywhere, for that matter, that wasn't within the glorious halls of his beloved's ship. Still, that doesn't answer how he arrived, and that unanswered question alone is enough to raise his hackles once more like a cat set on-guard.]
Did you summon me here? If so, I demand you return me to the Diadem.