Sage consultations (Moore, 86 days left)

[Anastasia]

"Do so, mother needs me. I know, Elena," Mirajane rises, "Eat and think, Moore, that's the best thing you can do, and my apologies over the timing."

[Nephrite]

"I will. Thanks Mirajane." He offers her a smile. "Don't get yourself into any trouble."

[Anastasia]

Next move then?

[Nephrite]

He'll sit and wait for about 15 minutes and enjoy his tea and crackers. If nothing happens he'll head back to bed.

[Anastasia]

As you sit alone, "Can I join you?" Elena pops in, sitting opposite you and wearing a plain dress.

[Nephrite]

"It's hard for me to say no when I ask you all the time for things." Moore says with a tired smile. "I'd offer you some crackers, but... well."

[Anastasia]

"Yeah," Elena says, "Why don't you go get some sleep? You look exhausted. Food can wait."

[Nephrite]

"My mind is too made up to be awake right now." He smiles again. "Sit down, let's talk. Maybe you can bore me to sleep if you really want to."

[Anastasia]

"Sure, gossip it is. Did you hear about Gisfal and Hanna?" Elena says, settling in.

[Nephrite]

"This feels like it's going to lead to a punchline." Moore responds with a bit of a grin.

[Anastasia]

"Oh, it's not that bad," Elena laughs, "But tell me what you think it would be."

[Nephrite]

"I don't know... it sounds like it'd be something like someone spotted both of them with a a new pet cat or something seemingly to destroy their serious exteriors." Moore says with a smile. "But perhaps it's more interesting than all that?"

[Anastasia]

"A cat, really?" Elena laughs into her hand, "Cats bring them together, huh?"

[Nephrite]

"That or 27." Moore says with a confident, if a little lazy, nod.

[Anastasia]

"As a matter of fact, it was 27," Elena smirks, "That really should have been your first guess, though."