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[vrykolakas]

"Yes, what."

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[vrykolakas]

So? [An indelicate snort.] Fuck, you'll make a metaphysician yet.

[Hey, he was trying to control his swearing. He pauses a moment, then suddenly sobers and asks—]

Where's the dragon?

[digophelia]

It is dying in the courtyard.

[vrykolakas]

[Subdued hope:] Dying? You're sure?

[digophelia]

It was barely clinging to life when we got there; if she really cared for it, she would have put the creature out of it's misery.

[vrykolakas]

You blessed bearer of good news.

[He lets out a long, happy hiss.]

Now, assure me that you're able to get out of the Seelie stronghold. No one is trying to hold you there?

[digophelia]

I don't think they're capable of thinking that portion through.

[ Just a smidge irritated, no big deal. ]