A visit to the loyal.

[Cinnabar]

He looks at the key for a moment, and nods. "Thank you, sir. I shall put it to good use."

Silence for a few breaths, then returning his gaze to the former Governor: "I hope I shall see you again before you both depart; perhaps I shall be well enough to drop by. If not, I wish good health and kind fortune to yourself and to Rosamaria. And please do keep in touch. I shall look forward to hearing your tales of peace and prosperity." A smile to echo Helstone's own, and fingertips raised to his brow in brief salute.

"Farewell, sir. Mind how you go."

[channe]

He lifts the cloak, and drops it around his shoulders. It's not that he dissappears; he simply fades a bit -- it's a smidgeon harder to tell that he's there. He moves the chair back to its normal position.

"Stay safe, Mr. Calomel."

And with that, he moves into the dark shadows of the hallway, it would be like he never was there at all.