[His reply is entirely too long in coming. The temptation is a mock-flippant "no," but he wouldn't get away with it and it doesn't hurt any less than any other option. He's quiet when his voice finally comes through.]
I've... been with Rags.
[Even that feels a little slimy, letting the name imply that he was wanted, not that he fled to Rags' cabin the second they were back and hunkered down like a coward.]
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So are you coming back to your room or not?
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I've... been with Rags.
[Even that feels a little slimy, letting the name imply that he was wanted, not that he fled to Rags' cabin the second they were back and hunkered down like a coward.]
I'll head back.
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[God, he panicked for a half second when he couldn't find him, before remembering that Adrian's door would have vanished too]
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[This can't possibly get better with time.]
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Just wanted to make sure you were still living.
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Yeah, still... still alive.
[The hitch in his voice rings like a gong in his own ears. He just has to hope Belmont will do him the favor of ignoring it.]
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Well, technically half-alive. Stay that way, all right?
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No immediate threats. It's usually quiet after things like that.
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Just warning you ahead of time that Sypha might corner us. Personally I couldn't give a shit what the Necromancer puts in our heads.
Anyway. Glad you're still here.
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[If he thought they had a hope of pulling this off, he'd be with Trevor completely. But. Sypha.]