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Who: Giotto and YOU!
What: Exploring the Castle
When: Anytime today
Where: Anywhere in the Castle-just say where they are somewhere
Rating: ...T?

[After a week of being stuck here and exploring the city, Giotto decided it was time to explore the castle itself. This place was actually quite large, and if he was going to be living here then he should explore it thoroughly. It always helped to be prepared, no matter what the situation, and from he's heard, this castle liked to do things to its residents on a regular basis. If he was going to keep with his promise and foil the castle at every turn, he needed to know what he had to work with. Knowing the enemy, one could say, because it was the building itself.

So today only, you'll find him wandering the halls and in public areas casually, almost lazily, though he's really inspecting them and cementing the layout of this place into his head. Come bother him on his wonderful endeavor.]

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[The sky? What an interesting metaphor.]

They are as lucky to have you, as you are to have them.

[That's because it's not actually a metaphor.]

I know. [A soft smile.] Though sometimes I wonder exactly how lucky.

Perhaps more than even you are aware.

Perhaps. [He sits up and puts away his pocket watch carefully.]

[He chuckles gently.] You are too passionate a person to keep themselves so reserved all the time, Giotto. You should learn to loosen up.

And perhaps that is the problem to begin with. [He is too passionate.]

I should think not; great things can be accomplished, with such passion.

And passion can also accomplish terrible things.

Do you think you have done terrible things, Giotto?

...Perhaps. [He can't tell anymore, and that's what terrifies him.]

I cannot help you when I do not know what you have done. But, should you ever want a second opinion... I am all ears. [That's the closest he'll get to asking Giotto 'wtf happened?']

And that shall never happen. [He stands up with all the finality of that, pushing his chair back in.] I wouldn't wish for you to think badly of me.

[Mufasa watches him prepare to leave, the smile on his face a bit sad, now.]

None-the-less... my offer shall remain open.

And I thank you for it, truly. [And with that, he walks away, back through the stacks and out of the library.]

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