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[unvaned]

Ah, good. As though our weekly adventures weren't enough, I now get to be subjected to this, and worse. Exactly the sort of news I was hoping for -- though I greatly appreciate not needing to leave even the simplest of actions to chance, seeing as you're terrible at it.

Now! Best get to work on setting me up with more than the absolute basics. I've got a history, go find it. It's your job.

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[spirante]

Is it really all that bad? It sounds like you're having a good time. And you've made friends! The horse, for one.

[unvaned]

I'd enjoy it more without the hangovers. But yes, I believe Horace and I have made progress. ... Despite the nagging feeling that he knows more about me than I do.

[spirante]

Gethin, you do realise you just made a pun, right? Nagging feeling. He's a horse. What have they done to you? You must have leveled up your sense of humour.

If only you could address your resistance to alcohol.

[unvaned]

Oh, Gods above, just kill me. You would not believe the puns. I may yet die of exposure, if my luck with anything alcoholic doesn't take me first.

You know, though, it is -- nice. It's fine. They're a mess, but... you know. Efficient.

[spirante]

So you like them. [She can't even stop this smile.] You're fond of them. You enjoy their company.

[GETHIN, THAT'S FRIENDS! She is so proud.] You're not so squeaky-clean yourself.

[unvaned]

Oh, they're all right. [ Ssssh, it's a secret. He's still working on liking those two elves at all, but hey, he's getting there. ] I'm not the one with the undead queen out to get me, so I'm squeakier than most.

I do miss you, though.

[spirante]

[How is she supposed to keep up this lighthearted pestering when you say things like that?]

I'm still with you. Only I'm smaller and quieter, really, I'd thought you'd prefer it. Nothing ever truly keeps us apart, does it? Not time, certainly not death. What's another universe?

[unvaned]

[ IMMEDIATE REGRET, dammit gethin don't go making things sad ]

I'd prefer a lifetime that doesn't involve birds, truthfully, but I... suppose you're right. I'm being greedy, really; I have nothing to miss in this particular reality.