[Zelda is, as usual, at work at the coffee table, various papers on what they know about the Lamufao (and THEORIES about said coral) laid out neatly. She's blessedly unaware of what's going on with Mithos on the other end of the communicator as she looks up to Dhaos curiously.]
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Yes, what is it?
[...oh my. He doesn't look well...]