[ for once a ghost kol meets is happy to see him. he decides he likes the postmaster based on this alone.
taking the letter with some hesitation (it's not because he doesn't trust the postmaster general — someone, or something, that draws a non-serious childish portrait of themselves is trustworthy in kol's book — but because it's not a letter for him as far as he can tell, and taking people's things has left him in precarious situations many times over the centuries), he peers up at the postmaster with an arch to his brow. those boxes are tucked beneath his arm. ]
Is this from you? [ he's looks down at the letter with the drawing facing up. then with a small, teasing curve to his lips, ] Your portrait is missing the broadness of your shoulders if you ask me.
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taking the letter with some hesitation (it's not because he doesn't trust the postmaster general — someone, or something, that draws a non-serious childish portrait of themselves is trustworthy in kol's book — but because it's not a letter for him as far as he can tell, and taking people's things has left him in precarious situations many times over the centuries), he peers up at the postmaster with an arch to his brow. those boxes are tucked beneath his arm. ]
Is this from you? [ he's looks down at the letter with the drawing facing up. then with a small, teasing curve to his lips, ] Your portrait is missing the broadness of your shoulders if you ask me.