He stopped his journey and looked up from the table. Well, if Zelda hadn't decided yet, it wouldn't be fair to move it somewhere right now. Duster lowered his arms, then let go of the table, which landed on the cleaned wooden floors with a loud thunk.
"That's fine." He rubbed his hands on his dusty bright red pants. The silky texture made for a poor wiping cloth, though Duster had nothing on his fingers after touching the underside of the table. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and reminded himself to have these pants cleaned sometime soon.
Duster followed Zelda's lead into the meeting room. He had never been inside, and the number of chairs and tables was astounding. "Everyone fits into this room?" He hoped he didn't missed any important meetings while he was gone.
"Ah, sorry. Let's sit by that couch." It was close enough to a window that they could view the sunset while sitting.
Old Observatory
"That's fine." He rubbed his hands on his dusty bright red pants. The silky texture made for a poor wiping cloth, though Duster had nothing on his fingers after touching the underside of the table. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and reminded himself to have these pants cleaned sometime soon.
Duster followed Zelda's lead into the meeting room. He had never been inside, and the number of chairs and tables was astounding. "Everyone fits into this room?" He hoped he didn't missed any important meetings while he was gone.
"Ah, sorry. Let's sit by that couch." It was close enough to a window that they could view the sunset while sitting.