[Mu is sitting quietly in one of the booths of the bar, absently toying with an empty coffee mug. His hands are, once again, free of the scars that indicate his work. Whatever it is that he's contemplating, he seems troubled by it.
He does afford anyone who enters a small greeting, but he's very clearly waiting for someone...or, perhaps, several someones.]
He does afford anyone who enters a small greeting, but he's very clearly waiting for someone...or, perhaps, several someones.]
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