IC RADIO CONTACT

[starseedling]

✆CHANNEL FREQUENCY: 123.78383
DESCRIPTION: Steven will be fairly quick to answer, on average, but it's also entirely possible that he'll forget his radio or get distracted from answering.

✉MAIL BOX LOCATION: Mailbox on Door
DESCRIPTION: It's wooden and a little crooked but Steven is gradually covering it in sequins and jewels.

Comments

[atouts]

[ And he would be right. Any gift from a fae doesn't come free and it should be suspect if it ever seems to, so Childermass can actually respect that healthy bit of suspicion. He gives Steven a nod. ]

Of course. That's as it always is or should be, but you won't have to worry about it. I've already exchanged something for the warding.

[starseedling]

[Steven has to pause, considering that. He furrows his brow uncertainly, his ears folding back.]

...What was it?

[He's hoping it wasn't anything important. The idea of making deals with fae is increasingly nerve-wracking, now that he's seen how bad it can get.]

[atouts]

Only some cards, ones that I've had for awhile.

[ He answers simply, like what it is isn't somehow important. It is, actually, very important, what he's trading away, but that's something for him to agonize over later and not anyone else. ]

Not my soul or a favor or anything as uncertain as that, if that's your worry.

[starseedling]

[Steven swallows and nods.]

Okay. That's okay.

[He doesn't really know what to do with this interaction. He waffles for a few moments before setting on a course.]

Thank you for figuring that out for me. I guess we really can't risk any of those guys chasing us down again.

[Which feels all too familiar, conceptually.]