It seemed as if the elder man had forgotten that most people came into the restroom because they had business to take care of because he seemed rather content to just have this little conversation with Garrett as if they were old friends, rather than just leave to get back to his patient, hoping that the small bit of washing up he did would suppress the disgusting smell until he could stuff his pockets with flowers or something to mask it until it faded away, which he was pretty sure it would. Hyperion smiled at the young man, who seemed to be nervous? In a hurry? Needing to pee ASAP?

❝ Good to meet you, Mr. Cavey. That's a good department - I work with Magical Bugs. So at least you won't have to worry about anyone coughing on you. I don't think this is anything to worry about, even if it's particularly gross smelling - it seems everyone gets a little green around the gills in the early Spring. ❞