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[10_20_15_5_50]

[private to Rathan]

Hello.

[That Sam isn't opening with her usual 'hey' isn't insignificant; given that she's not yet met this Guardian---she knows he's a recommended resource for magical information, and a dragon, and that's all---to be respectful is only appropriate.]

I'm sorry to bother you, but if you've the time to, I'd like to meet up to talk. I've got a couple of questions, and Irja suggested I take them to you.

[private to Wing]

Hey, man. Suppose you'd be free sometime this evening? Got a conversation I want to have with you, and I'd rather have it in person, but don't worry, it's not bad news or anything.

Comments

[knight_light]

I often wish the same. If only there was a way to let those back home know that we are well. [How shocked would they be to even know he’s still alive.]

At the least we can live our lives here knowing that those we saw last were safe when we last saw them.

[10_20_15_5_50]

Even if it doesn't get me anywhere, I'm gonna keep trying. Periodically. Seems like the least I can do, and what the hell; even if the odds are against it, there's the off chance the stars'll be right and I'll luck out. The odds of all of this, after all...

[Shaking her head, Sam looses a weak little laugh.]

Yeah. And yeah, there's that.

How's it been for you, adjusting?