I've been told by others that Fontaine has moved passed the prophecy that loomed over it. [Wriothesley finally gets up from the bed. He'd probably be a little more embarrassed being found in just undergarments by the Iudex of all people, but he has ended up in worse states of dress (and undress) by others at this point.

He does go pull some sweatpants from his closet if only to make him just a little more presentable in front of the man.] From my point in time, things have yet to reach their climax. Honestly, it had been somewhat stressful not knowing certain things before, but I can rest easy knowing that Fontaine is thriving.

[He grins at the other before padding over to the breakfast spread.] Can I not interest you in enjoying some tea with me? [He gestures for the other to sit down, before sitting across. The resort truly did not skimp when it came to food and he can't really complain other than the once in awhile aphrodisiac found in it.]

Less about Fontaine, I would like to hear how you have been. Sigewinne if you can spare me a word or two. I hope you can humor me a bit, but it has been awhile since I've gotten to enjoy such personal anecdotes.