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[riastraid]

[ yes.. very serious..... ]

Oh. What, with me? [ Just an exaggerated case of munchies, really. Dry as the desert sands, ] Everything. It's all so very awful. I dunno what to do with myself.

[ Really though: ]

Were you expecting bad news?

[grunehexe]

[There is a long... silence...

Surely this wasn't some sort of... prank? Or social call?]

There has been little else of late.

[Her last three calls have been "I'm infected", "I'm infected", and "he's dead".]

[riastraid]

[ Social call-ish. Probably still frivolous to some people. ]

Can't argue that. But no tidings of the apocalypse from me today. [ ... ] Things lately just have me thinking—no time like the present to catch up, right?

[ And to shoulder the weight, together. What he's getting at is: ] How are you, Sully?

[grunehexe]

... catch up about what?

[Just going to... try and sidestep the question about herself...]

[riastraid]

Very subtle. [ Says Lancer, grandmaster of subtlety. ] I'll ask again if I have to.

[grunehexe]

[gdit Lancer just let her have it... !!]

As you might expect, I have been very busy and somewhat stressed of late.

There is a lot depending on whether we can create a cure for this virus or not,

[riastraid]

[ no thanks, he's good ]

You don't say. [ Who could miss how important the cure is, really... ] Read your little status update earlier, sounds like it's goin' better than it could.

[grunehexe]

We will have a vaccine out soon, once we have cleared testing, but for those already infected...

I wish I could guarantee it. And give them better hope.

[riastraid]

Eh. A little hope's enough to run on. Don't drive yourself too nuts—or, how'd you put... "somewhat stress" yourself out. [ Seems like an understatement. ]

[grunehexe]

The stakes are a bit too high for me to not feel anything.

[riastraid]

Naturally. But there's pushing your limits, and there's burning yourself out. That's when you start to make mistakes—and besides. It'd be nice to see you through this whole thing one piece.

[grunehexe]

Is that not something that could be said to you as well?

[SHE HEARD U INFECTED]

[riastraid]

[ thisisfine.jpeg ]

Hey, no turning this around.

[grunehexe]

All is fair in love and war, is it not?

[riastraid]

Only 'cause nothing's fair about either. [ His tone's as airy as he can manage there, though it grounds itself after. ] Besides, I'm not worried, so you're not gonna get anything out of me.

[ Nothing to deflect to. ]

[grunehexe]

It is everyone else I am worried about.

[not true, she's worried about him, too... but the idea of someone powerful as a Servant, craving human flesh?

... not good.]

[riastraid]

[ Frankly, that's his concern too. He straightens up, quiet for a moment. ]

Yeah, I'm working that part out. The last thing I wanna do is put you guys in a bind.

[grunehexe]

You have a Master here?

[That sort of thing seemed almost personal, (at least, most of those she'd spoken to about it had made her think so), so out of something like social manners she's never asked, but...]

[riastraid]

Yup. Why?

[ He's not shy about the subject—there are few questions too personal—but still. ]

[grunehexe]

Have they those... seals?

[Something to stop him, if need be.]

[riastraid]

Ah. You know about those, huh? [ They do have plenty of stopping power, as he's quite keenly aware of. There's no noticeable bristling on his end for it. ] I don't think my Master's in a rush to use 'em, but yeah.

[grunehexe]

They are gone now, but I learned much from... Archers.

[And a Saber, and Master... had it truly been so long since then?]

But they could stop you? If it came to that.

[riastraid]

[ The other Servants would've been the clearest solution here, but what can you do. ]

If he's careful—and if it comes to that. Best case scenario, it doesn't.

[grunehexe]

He?

[You know what they say about assuming, Sieglinde...]

[riastraid]

That's what I said. [ was she thinking of aqua or something? ]