[ Riding out to meet them on the road and add one more body to the pile that could result if the Venatori realize and catch up to them: also extremely tactical. ]
Are you still in the mountains? The foothills? Do you think you could find caves?
[ He's still packing. And he wasn't doing it carelessly before, so much as with clipped efficiency, but now he's easier with it. Fewer noises. ]
If they are hunting us specifically like this, and we are worth bringing the dragon out—we are going to have to be more careful. I suppose that is something for you and the others to talk about when you are back.
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[ It’s intended as good-bye (for a few hours because I am coming to meet you) but before he can actually disconnect, he stops. ]
He said you died.
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[ Bemused, rather than horrified. The possibility is so unreal and abstract that it's more puzzling than frightening. ]
I rather wish he hadn't. It makes me feel like a coward. Abandoning these people to save my own hypothetical skin.
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[ Or get them out, from the sound of Marcus and Jude’s conversation. ]
And if it’s true, it’s not only your skin.
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It just feels - [ dishonorable. Isn’t this the point of them? To help the defenseless? ]
Well. You know.
But we must be tactical.
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[ Riding out to meet them on the road and add one more body to the pile that could result if the Venatori realize and catch up to them: also extremely tactical. ]
Are you still in the mountains? The foothills? Do you think you could find caves?
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[ bastien gets trapped on one desert island and suddenly he's a survivalist king. ]
The foothills. I can ask to see if...anyone knows how to find a cave.
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If they’re watching, if they realize you aren’t coming—if there’s a dragon.
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A bloody dragon. No one in their right mind would willingly get near a beast like that. If that's true - then yes, we certainly stand no chance.
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[ Behind him are the ambient noises—flopping leather, quiet thuds—of someone packing to leave. ]
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Alright. Alright.
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[ Checking in. ]
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[ He's still packing. And he wasn't doing it carelessly before, so much as with clipped efficiency, but now he's easier with it. Fewer noises. ]
If they are hunting us specifically like this, and we are worth bringing the dragon out—we are going to have to be more careful. I suppose that is something for you and the others to talk about when you are back.
Are you close enough to be back before nightfall?
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[ A brief pause and a muffled conversation as he lowers the crystal to confer with someone. Then, a little louder as he responds to Bastien: ]
Not quite. We'll get to Kirkwall a little after sundown. Then the time to get back to the Gallows.