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All right, all right. Sorry, I just... I can’t stand the thought of losing my friends.

[ She sighs and begins pacing around the room, agitated at the news. ]

That description you gave actually brings Jeritza to mind. It’s ironic, in a twisted kind of way. ... You’re really okay, though? Not just physically, I mean.

[leicesters]

Jeritza... Yes, an apt comparison. This guy claimed to be war itself, so I suppose his attitude isn't so different from that of the Death Knight.

[Even if the Death Knight did save their skins once... The Empire was something of a complicated situation, though.]

And I'm really okay. It was careless of me to let my guard down around here, and maybe I said too much on the network. I'll keep my guard up from now on.

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[ Dorothea sighs again, a mix of relief and sadness as she walks a circuit around her apartment. Even though Claude says he’s fine, she knows it must hurt to think you might just be able to loosen up a little only to find that people are just as terrible here as they were back home. It’s a bitter lesson, and one she takes part in with him. ]

I wish it didn’t have to be that way. I’m sorry, Claude.

[leicesters]

Me too. I thought maybe this place was a little closer to my dream than Fodlan was, but I took that assumption too far.

[He should have learned his lesson when he first ran away from home, really... Lesson learned all over again.]

Anyway, I'm not going to let one person discourage me. Most people seem to be against a war, so I think Arthur can be talked down from it, too.

[backstreetbard]

I guess people are people no matter where you go. Some are good and some are rotten to the core. You’re right, though—if the king can be persuaded, that’s what matters most, and I personally can’t think of anyone better suited to bending his ear than you.

[ Her voice softens a little here. ]

I behind you, too. One hundred percent.

[leicesters]

[There's a smile in his response, and it sounds a little more sincere than usual.] Thanks, Dorothea. I'm glad to have your support even all the way out here.

And remember what I said, okay? I know you'll be careful, but if you're in trouble and need help, don't hesitate to contact me right away.

[backstreetbard]

People trying to kill me is old hat at this point in my life, but you can bet I’ll be careful. I didn’t get swept up into a new world just to die here.

And you don’t scare me like that again, you hear?

[leicesters]

I know, I know. I don't want a repeat of that any more than you do.

Oh, and -- I don't know if this is bad news on top of bad news, but in a way it's kind of good news? Useful news? Basically, someone took me to see the calamity that threatens all the worlds. It seems like what we've been told so far on that front is true.

[backstreetbard]

"Reassuring" may be the right word, I suppose? Good to know for sure that we're not having the wool pulled over our eyes in that regard, but also... unsettling. It is what it is--we just have to do the best we can with what we know.

[leicesters]

There's even a desert out there, and not even King Arthur knows what mysteries it might hide. It's killing my curiosity to leave it alone for now, but I know we have more short-term problems to consider. I was thinking maybe it'd be worth exploring in future with the right preparations, though.

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That sounds exactly like you. [ She chuckles softly. ] What kind of preparations would we need to make? Food, water, parasols for my delicate complexion?

[leicesters]

All those things, and maybe preparations of the magical variety. For example, if I honed my green magic enough, maybe I'd become so good at it I could grow food for us out in the desert?

[Or maybe that's just wishful thinking given he isn't nearly as talented at magic as Dorothea, but... you know.]

Oh, and I also met a guy who claims to be a god of deserts in his world. I'd rope him into coming with us too.