With two down and one more to go, to say that Umashi wasn’t tired of being idle would have been an understatement. Frankly he had figured his penance had paid off the debts that he owed to those who imagined themselves hurt by his actions but it wasn’t as if he was taking names and openly apologizing at that. A walker of worlds, he toed the line still but on a much smaller scale. Give them time to forget, let the ashes cool off. Certain procedurals just couldn’t be rushed. Never the less, drinking drinks and generally enjoying the quiet life was doing him some good. For one, people weren’t gunning for his head, which in turn meant lower healthcare premiums. First world problems at their best by all accounts.
OOC: mft
OOC: mft