As you were. Fafnir couldn't help a little smirk at the attempt at a formal dismissal. Military-like the Negaverse might be, but he'd seen little evidence that anyone treated it quite like that. Especially after telling him he didn't care for formality. At least that was something Fafnir could do, now that he'd felt his way through this new shift in dynamics.

It was good, he supposed, that Faustite had every intention to keep things like pool-side rendezvous separate from 'work'. Whether or not that would prove out in practice, time would tell. Fafnir didn't have any designs on using his favors to get him special considerations. Just the thought of that was... uneasy.

As he rose, he settled the cup on the desk with gentle fingers around the rim.

"And, of course, you can call on me at any time for anything within my abilities. Especially now that my time isn't committed to another General." He said, his smile warming from that smirk to something easier. "Thanks for the tea."

He offered a nod before he left, feeling more optimistic than he had when he entered, and buzzing with ideas. He'd felt... stable with Netherite, but here... he was hopeful. It felt like a change for the better, even with all the strangeness, new people and new dynamics that came with it.

Strickenized
fin~