This morning I had to seek medical attention after an injury in my apartment. My left ear was damaged, but it is nothing to concern yourselves with. Simply mind the noise
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[Voile has thought about this incredibly hard. It's been around two days since her return from Lilycove. She's recovered, or as much as one can given the situation. She's regretful, however. She feels guilt and it's not the kind that comes from someone else.]
Sir.
[Professor. Sir. Cyrus. She's called him all of these names, but she's never felt the need to be formal with him as much as she does in the present.
And she'll keep going back for more because of what Lucas said. She wants to work for the greater good.]
*he's startled when he sees her message in his notifications, and debates simply deleting it, but it would do no good. It was on his journal, after all, and he would have to see it to delete it there. Steeling himself, he opens the message.*
...I'm sorry. I didn't... It was just too much. It was too much and too soon. My journey to Lilycove was not one on good terms. Coming back to worse ones didn't make it better.
Sir.
[Professor. Sir. Cyrus. She's called him all of these names, but she's never felt the need to be formal with him as much as she does in the present.
And she'll keep going back for more because of what Lucas said. She wants to work for the greater good.]
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Voile. Are you well?
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[Sorry, Cyrus. Voile was more focused on you than what you actually said. Ask her once more.]
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Are you feeling better?
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...Do you enjoy tea? I obtained some the other day, and I understand it is often customary to offer it to guests.
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