or some sort of jonah shut up inside the whale
"Sheesh... And, what's 'e done this time?"
Triton spoke to no one - not Z, not N, not T. If the Kevesi High Consul had passed over Fort O'Virbus as choice for seagazing, instead choosing to orbit Cadensia a spell, he'd come 'round in his own way. Wouldn't take especially kindly to any nudging.
That was the big surprise: after all these years, his mind still hadn't changed. Truly the same as'd always been.
"T," N nodded briefly as he stepped by.
Triton gave him the kindest look he could manage - maybe he, too, had forgotten the point of it all.