Not a problem. I'm sorry to leave you so suddenly, but if I don't feed the beasts, no one will.

[ It's said lightly, jokingly, but also... it's true. How anyone in that castle survived before Maruki is beyond him.

Dried off, he pulls his shirt back on, slings his satchel over his shoulder and rolls the blanket up beneath one arm. The other he holds out to shake Finnick's hand. ]

It really was nice to meet you... again, I suppose. If you need anything, please feel free to message me. My handle on Oracle is doc0203.

[ Sounds silly when said out loud, huh? ]