"I will stay with him," Edwin insisted, not even looking at the witches.
"That is out of the question," Lady Goode snorted. "The laws say it needs to be separated unit the trial. Thank god, otherwise he would have to stay with its original owner." Which wasn't the best scenario and Edwin could agree with that. But he didn't like leaving Charles here with these people...
"So I cannot see him?" he asked.
"I just told you, boy," the Lady huffed. "He was going to be kept in a safe room here-"
"No," Edwin snapped so suddenly even he was surprised. He didn't let go of Charles but he turned toward Lady Goode. "He was imprisoned by a witch I do not feel it is right he is staying on such grounds."
It must have been horrible to transform, to finally be reminded of everything, Edwin wondered. He also did not trust the witches to take care of Charles properly. Not if he wasn't allowed to see him.
"Then what do you suggest, detective? There are no places on this plane neutral enough to hold a Hellhound," the Lady challenged. Edwin licked his lips.
"Not on this plane, no," he said. "We happen to have ties to the Afterlife's Lost and Found Department."
"The Lost and Found?" Lady Goode frowned. Daphne let out a happy gasp, immediately stifling it. "Is that right?"
"If you let me contact them-"
"No, I will. Because if you are bluffing, boy, there will be no trial here."
"In that case please ask for the Night Nurse in charge, and tell her the agency needs her help. I believe relaying the situation to her would be the most productive," Edwin said, raising an eyebrow. Somehow arguing with a witch was... kind of relaxing. It occupied his mind from the fact that Charles will not be with him for a while. For the first time in their afterlife...
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Date: 2024-10-09 05:01 pm (UTC)"That is out of the question," Lady Goode snorted. "The laws say it needs to be separated unit the trial. Thank god, otherwise he would have to stay with its original owner." Which wasn't the best scenario and Edwin could agree with that. But he didn't like leaving Charles here with these people...
"So I cannot see him?" he asked.
"I just told you, boy," the Lady huffed. "He was going to be kept in a safe room here-"
"No," Edwin snapped so suddenly even he was surprised. He didn't let go of Charles but he turned toward Lady Goode. "He was imprisoned by a witch I do not feel it is right he is staying on such grounds."
It must have been horrible to transform, to finally be reminded of everything, Edwin wondered. He also did not trust the witches to take care of Charles properly. Not if he wasn't allowed to see him.
"Then what do you suggest, detective? There are no places on this plane neutral enough to hold a Hellhound," the Lady challenged. Edwin licked his lips.
"Not on this plane, no," he said. "We happen to have ties to the Afterlife's Lost and Found Department."
"The Lost and Found?" Lady Goode frowned. Daphne let out a happy gasp, immediately stifling it. "Is that right?"
"If you let me contact them-"
"No, I will. Because if you are bluffing, boy, there will be no trial here."
"In that case please ask for the Night Nurse in charge, and tell her the agency needs her help. I believe relaying the situation to her would be the most productive," Edwin said, raising an eyebrow. Somehow arguing with a witch was... kind of relaxing. It occupied his mind from the fact that Charles will not be with him for a while. For the first time in their afterlife...