Foxwood was way too cheerful for this time of day, whatever time it might be. His comments only earned him a scowl from Agrimony, and he raised his eyebrow. He coughed. “Been working,” he said, and if Foxwood had hoped for any more context than that, he was shit out of luck. “Not all of us can live in a pretty castle teaching the bright young minds of the generation.” He added as he went to the window and started to close the window shutters. He coughed again. It must be the excess dust he'd inhaled from the shipment.
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