[Briefly, Onni sits in an office, staring down at the reply on his phone as he's doing work compiling his notes on his investigation. He is alone, and the room is largely soundproof, thankfully.]
[Because otherwise he would not be able to curse as vibrantly as he is right now.]
[not here]
[Because otherwise he would not be able to curse as vibrantly as he is right now.]
God fucking dammit.