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Ah..

[The video only shows the briefest flash of a face - deep jade eyes with a soft yellow glow, grey skin and black hair that's drenched down from its usual style and curled in wet tendrils around a confused and wary expression. She has been there for some time now, though quietly, getting her bearings, working out what this place might be and whether or not she truly is dead.

The answer to the last - and most pressing - of her concerns appears to be 'no', but of course that brings up a whole new set of questions and problems. No afterlife that she had ever heard of had been anything like this.

A moment later, after giving a clear view of her location - a quiet corner of the plaza - the video feed is ended. It's several more minutes before a text is sent out.]

If It Is Not Too Much Trouble.
I Would Appreciate Some Assistance.

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[He falls silent. Once again, one of the rebels has shocked him with their willingness to forgive. He quietly reviews some of the nasty things that he did over the years that she belonged to him. Though at the time he didn't consider himself wantonly cruel, of course cruel things did take place - punishments, humiliations.]

He's a smart one, but too idealistic.

[All expected of someone of his caste, and expected by her in her position as a slave. No, she did not forgive him the things he had done, but his last act to her had freed her of Mindfang, and she could not hold that against him, despite his intent.

She looks up at him, jade eyes soft, curious, and shakes her head.]

Alternia was not ready for one such as he. Perhaps, one day, it will be.

[He snorts derisively before he can suppress the urge]

Vvery unlikely. Especially so long as She is still our Imperious Condescension.

She will not live forever.

[She sighs, though, and looks away from him while they walk. It's a faint hope, but she refuses to let it die.]

One day, she will be gone, and perhaps then.. perhaps..

[He snorts again.]

She is ageless an wwill livve forevver. I havve...some kind a affection for Feferi, and I don't feel about the hemospectrum and slavvery like I did before, but this I knoww.

Nothing lasts forever. Nothing.

[It's murmured as she frowns and falters in her steps. It's strange how tired she feels, despite the lack of a wound on her.]

I need to stop for a moment.

[He pauses, looking to her with a frown] You're so wweak. You wwant to sit for a little wwhile?

Yes.

[He's so.. attentive. It warms her, in a strange way, and brings a smile to her lips of the kind that she did not ever see him being the cause of.]

Please. Do you intend to remain?

[He has learned that being attentive gets him things he enjoys, like cuddling and kissing. He leads her towards a nearby bench, slightly impatient, but telling himself that he's in no rush.]

A course I wwill. I havve to bring you to Signless.

[She sits, and lets out a soft breath, lightly gripping her knees. Her last sweeps of slavery were not kind to her, and she is a little too thin, but such things can be easily mended. Delicately, she brushes drying wisps of hair away from her face.]

You might have informed him of my location and left it at that.

[A smile, and she glances at him.]

Why did you not?

I wwanted to bring you to him myself. [He says this with a touch of defensiveness. He wants that distinction, okay? He wants to see Signless so happy, and to be thanked. It's almost purely selfish, but he doesn't really see it that way. He wants Signless to be happy - he just wants to be the one to make him happy]

I see..

[She won't pretend to know what's in Dualscar's mind - and indeed she's not sure she wants to know at this point - but she smiles softly and clasps her hands in her lap. He has been kind to her, so far, and she must take it on faith that he has been kind to her little one also.

For a few moments, she shuts her eyes, and when she opens them focuses on the bubble above them. How strange all of this is..]

Dualscar.. may I ask something of you?

[She's so trusting. He waits, trying to contain his impatience. There's no real rush, he knows.]

A course you can ask. I'll reservve the right to decide if I'll grant your request, though.

It is only a request of information.

[A question that has been nagging at her since her arrival, but she has only now found the nerve to give voice to. She looks down at her hands again, twisting her fingers together.]

The Marquise.

[Her voice shakes, only the faintest of tremors but audible to one who is paying close enough attention.]

Is she here, also?

[He does hear the tremor, and he hides a smile. Gently, he reaches out and puts a hand on her shoulder, almost as if about to draw her into his arms]

She is here, yes. And she'll remember you. Wwhy do you think I'vve made haste to get here an' take you somewwhere safe?

[No matter how much he claims to have changed, the reassuring hand on her shoulder is unexpected, and she flinches under it. Though, she makes no motion to pull away. No matter the source, friendly contact is welcome at the moment.]

You may have had many reasons for that..

[She doesn't trust you yet, Dualscar, but she has little choice in placing her faith in you at the moment. Carefully, her fingers close over the ones on her shoulder.]

Am I to count on your protection should she come searching for me?

[He squeezes her shoulder]

I havve a feww, but keepin' you safe wwas definitely high on the list. Signless wwould be miserable if anythin' wwere to happen to you. [He scoots a bit closer] And I wwouldn't be any kind a kismesis if I delivvered you to her. If it makes you feel better to believve that's the main reason, then fine.

[Her fingers move lightly over his cooler ones, and she doesn't know if this comforting is for show or not. Either way, she's grateful for it.

When he scoots closer, she doesn't shift, or so much as lean away from his presence. She tilts her head up and looks him in the eye, the tiniest of smiles on her lips and this time it's not just idly there, but rather directed at him.]

Whether it is for your own gain or not, I am grateful. Remember that.

[She gets up, then, letting her fingers linger on his as they're forced from her shoulder by her rising.]

I believe I can continue. Is it much further?

I'll remember. [And whether she meant it this way or not, he will remember her gratitude. Oh yes]

Not much further. [He rises with her, returning her smile. He had never seen her smile before, that he recalled, and it's a nice sight. He curls his fingers around hers and squeezes] Followw me.

[It's just as well for him that she knew very well how he would take her phrasing, and she had indeed meant it that way. A small debt of gratitude would be owed for this act of kindness, whatever the driving force behind it, and she would not forget it either.

She looks down, almost seeming confused when his fingers curl around hers. Her thumb grazes over his knuckles, and she lets her warmer hand idle in his, clasping the other about his arm.]

Lead on.

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