"What?" Tevera looked me up and down, evaluating my presence in the room for the first time.
"I…that is…I like…what you've…done with your puppet, I guess." I gestured lamely towards her, embarrassed that I had said what I was thinking out loud.
"Oh," the puppet blinked. "Thanks," She drew herself back and pulled out her documents. "Anyways, I assumed you wouldn't be too keen on reviewing the entire ledger book for the century you've been gone, but I've drafted up some key matters that have been on hold and therefore require your attention."
It wasn't the first time I'd seen a puppet making facial expressions, as Moira had been quite adept at them as well, but it was still an astounding process to watch. Like a statue that had suddenly sprung to life there was a faint…wrongness to her expressions, and yet that very sense of unease also had a way of pulling you in to pay more and more attention to her.
