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She had found the young man at what seemed like random. It was hard to tell if he had been traveling and somehow ended up getting into trouble or if he had come from elsewhere and just simply collapsed. It was concerning no matter the reason for why she found him unconscious. He had some bruises and scrapes but nothing too horrible. Silque managed to get him all healed up and let them him rest. He probably needed it.

The note is stuck to the coffee pot, as she’s certain either of the two will go there before anywhere else when they wake up. She considers briefly writing one for Jakob as well, but decides against it. She can text him later, if anything. Hangover aside, she does her best to head out without too much of a grimace.

Dwyer

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“Dwyer!” Mitama called out, pursuing the young man down the halls. She huffed as she finally managed to approach him. For a man who was renowned for sloth and unwillingness, the man was certainly difficult to catch up to when one was actively looking for him. Cruel. Unfair.

“Dwyer.” She repeated. taking a moment to catch her breath as she fell in place next to him. Activeness. A sin, truly. Once better, she smiled at him. “Dwyer, as I’m sure you’re aware, you have been trained with a certain set of skills from birth. The luck of a childhood with father attentive.”

Was that bitterness? No.

NO.

Yen’fay staggered back from the child, eyes wide in… okay, no they weren’t, but expression frozen in horror. “No…!”

Oh, gods, the day he feared so much had finally come. The result of the many dalliances of his youth, now fully a man, had come to find him. How could he look this poor child in the eye and attempt to explain his absence? How could he tell the poor soul that he didn’t even know his mother’s NAME, out of a roster more than a hundred strong? It was shameful. 

The easter fools

“Oh.” Setsuna stopped suddenly when she saw someone turn the corner she’d been about to turn. It kept them from crashing into each other. That was good. The younger one seemed to be carrying a bunch of plates. It would’ve been bad if he dropped those everywhere. Someone would have probably gotten angry.

The kid was familiar though. She blinked and frowned at him. He was…Jakob’s kid, right? She hadn’t seen him around very much…she’d thought he’d be off in Nohr with the war now over. Setsuna shrugged inwardly. Oh well, no reason to be concerned. If he was anything like his father was, after all, he wanted nothing to do with her.

“An event worth note / I see not in this wording / common occurrence.” She raised an eyebrow at the other’s unsubtle implications. Oh? And after all the times he had scorned her requests and left her to suffer under the weight of her own trials? To approach so boldly and with so little shame...