The office door opened.
"Good morning, Senior Charles."
Charles gave a short nod without turning. His pipe rested between his fingers, his eyes fixed on the stained teddy bear sitting on the desk in front of him.
Craig took his seat."Is that confirmed as an Anchor?" A moment of quiet passed before Charles spoke.
"A Phantasm-bound first Oath Anchor."
Craig turned toward the bear and studied it.
Charles glanced at him briefly before turning back to the window, hands clasped behind him.
Craig looked at it again. "Still , being an Anchor of the Phantasm principle makes it a rare object regardless of its oath level."
"That it is," Charles said. He set his pipe down and turned fully from the window to face Craig.
"I believe he doesn't have an Anchor yet."
He looked at the bear.
"Give it to him."
Craig stared at him. "Pardon?"
His eyes moved from Charles to the stained teddy bear.
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