“Oh, erm—” Basil puzzled over the question, wondering as to its relevance. He didn’t really know what Macnair spent the majority of his time doing other than running this shop and he said as much. “He runs this shop primarily, I think.” Basil scratched the back of his head awkwardly. Did it say something strange about their relationship that he didn’t know or was it weirder to know more? Basil let out a frustrated little sigh.
“How is he doing?” He asked, derailed. “Is he going to be alright?”
Agrimony Macnair & muse song >w> <3
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