Definitely not Kiki's Delivery Service

[myironeyes]

I've noticed a number of absences at dinner.

I'm not affected and I'm not interesting in asking you questions.

[The first is a lie: he can do that, when not asked a direct question. The second is mostly true, except by implication, because he might ask questions anyway. Like this one.]

Which of you are skipping meals to avoid encountering people during this flood?

[Anyone who answers yes - and even some of you who don't - are going to get food deliveries from Trainspike Hedgehog, here.]

[OOC: feel free to through up a spam response to him knocking, if you want that instead of a network thread.]

Comments

[spam]

[walkingmeltdown]

[UM NO LET'S NOT AND SAY WE DID.]

Well that's...uniquely helpful. [It does occur to him that probably means he can't tell what Blight looks like, and that bemuses him.] At least you're not running into doors.

[spam]

[myironeyes]

Small mercies.

[The driest tone you've ever heard in your life.]

[spam]

[walkingmeltdown]

Right. Small mercies. [Wryly echoing, since that's a phrase he's used himself more than once lately.] Still, rather considerate of you on the door-to-door service. I'd offer you a tip, but considering there's no economy here and all...that'd be pretty pointless.

[That was a joke. A pretty flat one, but still.]

[spam]

[myironeyes]

A...tip of what?

[Guess who comes from psudeo-medieval Nazi Mordor and has never heard of such a thing.]

[spam]

[walkingmeltdown]

[While he can't know the specifics he reads the gist in a heartbeat.] Oh, never mind.