[ He turns but leaves the door open— he was sewing something for Jin Ling when Mammon had knocked, so he has to go back and properly refold the coat instead of leaving it crumpled at the head of the bed. There. Now there's no danger of wrinkles, and he can head back out with Mammon. ]
no subject
[ That's a promise. ]
Give me a second and I'll be right out.
[ He turns but leaves the door open— he was sewing something for Jin Ling when Mammon had knocked, so he has to go back and properly refold the coat instead of leaving it crumpled at the head of the bed. There. Now there's no danger of wrinkles, and he can head back out with Mammon. ]