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[rudelanguage]

Just filin' shit about me away judgment-free, are you? [HARRUMPH.]

[oblige]

What right have I to judge such things, after all?

Everyone has preferences.

[rudelanguage]

Engh. You're so...! [sigh.] Fucking reasonable. Bleaugh.

[oblige]

Is that so terrible?

[rudelanguage]

[moodily:] No.

[oblige]

[ He'll try not to sound like he's smiling, but he's Dion. ]

Good to hear it.

Have you located any of those we've been tasked with finding?

[rudelanguage]

Yeah. Some of them are real assholes though, so I dunno how worth this is? Are they gonna be helping in some fashion?

[oblige]

I expect they'll be deployed on the same missions as the rest of us, going forward.

[rudelanguage]

Great. More camp members.

[oblige]

[ Under his breath: ]

Greagor forfend.

[ Someone really didn't like camp. ]

Thus far missions have not repeated themselves, at least.

[rudelanguage]

I don't know, none of them seem to be very productive outside of desperately trying to not get killed, y'know? Or is that just me?

[oblige]

They don't tend to, no. At least in this case, we might aid others like ourselves.

[rudelanguage]

[she's quiet for a beat.

muttered:] ...More people to feel bad about.

[oblige]

Not necessarily. Who knows, it could be the opposite.

[rudelanguage]

[she scoffs.]

What, you don't feel even the slightest bit guilty that you're gonna screw a few people over of their worlds if what Echo's on about is real? And this is all a competition to see what's worth saving?

[...]

Not that I do, but like. Y'know. You're like...nice.

[oblige]

My hope is to find some way to help their worlds as well.

That Echo is incapable of seeing a way to save them does not mean there is none.

[rudelanguage]

Or that there's even a need, yeah... Yeah. [that tapers off in a weary exhale.]

I'll think about it if I survive this shit.

[oblige]

If you find yourself in danger, alert me and I will aid you.

[rudelanguage]

Appreciate the thought, but, uh... How's that supposed to work, exactly? Did you get a, a like...damsel-in-distress teleport spell? For even fake damsels?

[oblige]

I will find a way.

[rudelanguage]

[extremely anime of him to say.

Knife doesn't know what anime is.]

Nnh-hnh. Don't doubt you, just the...whole...y'know. [she's waving her hand without thinking.]

[oblige]

[ He's the dragon prince, he's at least a little anime on principle.

He doesn't know what anime is either. ]

I can cover ground fairly quickly if need be.

[rudelanguage]

But not, uh...not ah... What's the fuckin' word... Not discreetly? Like, not show-ily? [tsk--] Look, you jump real fuckin' high and people're gonna notice that shit!

[oblige]

I can turn into a dragon roughly the size of a bat, after the Earth mission.

[ Be proud of him, Antigone, he did think of the stealth applications. ]

[rudelanguage]

Bullshit. [she doesn't believe!!!]