“Well, to be honest… She has a protector in the form of her goat servants and her close female companion… I’m just protecting the hotel and those that reside in it, but I do assist in protecting her when needed.” Don trusted Vaggie, both of them were protecting Charlie and the hotel, after all.
“… I know… But… I got a secondary mission to complete first before I can pursue the good path… It’s related to how I died… And I won’t disclose that to you, trust issues related to said death.”
[DOCTOR STRANGE]
“Well, you take compliments better than I do.” Strange jokes back to Don. Though, he didn’t believe he was good at giving them himself. At least he puts some effort in. He wasn’t your friendly neighborhood multiverse hopping wizard.
That… That sounded a lot better in his head.
“You’re mission, I get that… I won’t pry it out of you.” Strange assures the guard before they get to the office of the allege Princess of Hell.
“You get used to it… It’s appreciated, though.” Don nodded back in thanks, resuming his duty of escorting Strange to the hotel.
“Thank you, I’m one to respect personal privacy, I’ll only pry if it’s putting my allies in harm’s way… The hotel’s residents are diverse in personality, but it helps that their antics keep the hotel lively… Quells the deafening silence in my mind at times.”
