"Yep. That still feels a bit weird," he says, grinning wryly, before looking around at the enormous front hall.
"Y'know, I never actually made it to the one in Westchester," he comments. "This is well nice, though." He steps aside as a pack of kids run past, obviously heading for class.
He wonders if he'll get to see Wagner before they go. He always liked their former team leader. Yes, blue, fuzzy and vaguely demonic looking, but level-headed and kind, too. And a great drinking buddy.
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"Yep. That still feels a bit weird," he says, grinning wryly, before looking around at the enormous front hall.
"Y'know, I never actually made it to the one in Westchester," he comments. "This is well nice, though." He steps aside as a pack of kids run past, obviously heading for class.
He wonders if he'll get to see Wagner before they go. He always liked their former team leader. Yes, blue, fuzzy and vaguely demonic looking, but level-headed and kind, too. And a great drinking buddy.
"So," Pete says. "Let's get you packed, aye?"