The visit to Maverick’s quarters was ordinary. Nothing much happened, but Simone did get to keep his fingers. It was hard to be sure of it, but Simone might be the reason that the High Branches of this order are finally a step closer to harmony. That is, if Murray and Maverick are tolerable with each other.

But as he was returning to his own quarters in this place, he smelt a familiar scent.

Simone: “Ah, if it isn’t..”

He took a some more steps forward, and peered outside of the balcony to look upwards.

Simone: “Murray.”

Murray: “Simone.”

Simone: “What are you doing up there?”

Murray: “Slept for too long, I don’t feel like sleeping anymore. Which is ironic.”

Simone: “Well isn’t that funny.”

Murray: “Tell me about it.”

Maverick: “Murray, I hear a voice down there. Who is it?”

Murray: “Use your wings to find out.”

Maverick: “I’ll use them to knock you down instead.”

Murray: “I’ll land.”

Maverick: “Not all cats are lucky.”

Simone: “Is that Maverick up there with you?”

Murray: “Perhaps.”

Simone: “You could’ve given me a yes or a no.”

Murray: “And you could’ve just used your nose. That’s how you found out I was up here, no?”

Simone gave Murray a sigh, seeing Murray being so difficult is somewhat refreshing yet tiring at the same time.