week 3; thursday

[scythegun]

[Top Dollar will find a letter slipped under his door, like before. It's written in the same elegant handwriting, though it looks a bit rushed this time.]

Please meet me in my room. I need to discuss this with someone.
-Y

[You'll find that he's left the door open so you can let yourself in. Yeager's currently working on something at the desk, though it looks like he hasn't been very successful given how many crumpled sheets of paper there are.]

Comments

[scythegun]

That's also understandable! The only two who matter to me are my daughters!

[what would it be like if he didn't have them, yikes.]

[devilsnight]

[good lord, both of these people

nothing like shameless nepotism to brighten your day]

Maybe I'll actually get to meet them after all this shit's over, yeah?

[scythegun]

Oh I'm sure you will! They'll like you, I'm sure!

[The enthusiasm is definitely much more genuine instead of his usual faked cheerfulness.]

[devilsnight]

You're just fuckin' full of flattery, aren't you?

[...look that was kind of nice, okay]

[scythegun]

I like to think I know my girls better than anyone else! They tend to be a bit nicer than I am, but they can recognize talent when they see it. I don't give compliments to people who don't deserve them, you know!

[he makes a business out of "nice"!!]