[Myr's odd sleep schedule dictates his duties at DiplomaTea rotate throughout the month; and right now, while he's mostly nocturnal, it's fallen to him to help with closing and restocking. Thus the armful of various oddments he's got with him as he wedges open the door with a shoulder--and the boxes arranged neatly behind him on the porch, ready to be carted inside and unpacked.
His ears swivel to follow the sound of the bells on the door, then Allura's voice, and he brightens at her offer.]
Messere Allura! You could prop the door open for me, if you'd be so kind. Got more than I can carry in one go, this time.
B! i'mma assume they've at least been introduced; lmk if that's not okay!
His ears swivel to follow the sound of the bells on the door, then Allura's voice, and he brightens at her offer.]
Messere Allura! You could prop the door open for me, if you'd be so kind. Got more than I can carry in one go, this time.