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[a_wrong_turn]

[E-mail: Victor]

Did you already take off? I beat it back to Omghan a few hours ago.

It's too fuckin' quiet over here, though.

[E-mail: Valentine]

You aren't dead, are you, Val?

[Oh, Glasses... hm. She actually kinda misses him. Hope he didn't die!]

[E-mail: Siegmund]

You still alive out there, Glasses? I didn't get a chance to find you in the camp. I'll be real fucking cross with you if you're dead.

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[pulledunder]

They can legally and morally, but I can't usually handle more than one or two myself.

I wouldn't want you drinking alone, but I'd have to check with my [he blanks a second. what's the right word?] companion. I've only just seen her again after I left to march into Everea with Safta.

[a_wrong_turn]

Hey, you wanna hang out with your girlfriend instead of your fighting buddy, I totally understand.

[Sorry Victor, you're just too fun to screw with.]

[pulledunder]

We have no such relation.

[...]

But I do want to spend time with her.

[a_wrong_turn]

Sure. [She doesn't quite believe that.] Bring her along, maybe?

[pulledunder]

I'll ask if she's interested. We feel out of place in Bastan ourselves.

[a_wrong_turn]

Yeah... yeah, guess it's kinda hard to avoid.

[Winning the war doesn't fix everything.]

Lemme know what she says.

[pulledunder]

I will.