alfyn

[undread]

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[concoctive]

[ swaddles the poor pathetic wet cat. he'll walk her back to the haunted house so she can get cleaned up and changed, before curfew strikes. ]

Anythin' I can get you? [ he's on watch for a swamp side effect, fussy. ] I know how bad these things can get.

[undread]

It just makes me happy to know that you're worried about me.

[that truly does make her happy! anyway, whatever side effect she has, it doesn't appear to be physical at the moment.]

[concoctive]

Well, 'course. [ genuinely, and with a bit of a smile. ] Just want to make sure that you're gonna be feelin' alright for the night.

[ can't really do much about curfew and murder night, but. trying not to think about that. ]

[undread]

I'm alright! I'm just thankful for both of you helping me.

[concoctive]

I'm just grateful that you're back... [ still worried about you, but, you know. still. ]

Congratulations on winnin' that pageant..?

[undread]

Thank you! You're so sweet. I'm so happy to be a winner.

[concoctive]

Always a winner in my book, Miss Laudna. But you sure went through an awful lot to win, huh?

Was it just you two competin'?

[undread]

It was us, Caelus, Marina... a few others, but they died.