Originally Posted by
Lord Magtok
Kitchen
"No, this doesn't look like a treasury, either. Drat." Magtok apparently meant to be elsewhere, but lingers just a minute longer, reaching out to wordlessly pat Thalia's shoulder. Presuming she doesn't say or do anything in response, that's all the comfort he intends to offer before resuming his search for HALO's fabled secret money vaults of endless gold. Y'know, the one that totally exists outside the hopes and dreams of our cyborg, and has definitely been funding this place since it started.