[Dist feels awkward knocking on the door when he can clearly hear a shitstorm in progress on the other side, but you know what? He knows Iago can really use someone to commiserate with him right now. He's pretty pissed about how it all went down himself...and it's not like he hasn't had this same reaction to a multitude of things before. He Gets It.]
Iago? Let me in, please.
[Despite the politeness of his delivery, he's not taking no for an answer.]
no subject
Iago? Let me in, please.
[Despite the politeness of his delivery, he's not taking no for an answer.]