[She makes a note of that. Laudna seems honest, just with omissions. Obfuscating with good cheer.
The admission takes her back though. Camille knows he's not a touchy guy, but something's in the air this week. It puts her hand on his arm, rubbing lightly with the thumb.
Maybe it's best to not dwell on that bit. Not yet.]
[ He blinks at the touch, looking over at her surprised, but not leaning away, just nodding to show his appreciation.
His skin is deathly cold under her touch. ]
She must be, if she managed to get to wherever this is. But at the same time... she seemed to want to use us for her own goals, rather than letting us die here as sacrifices.
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It's affection week so she's brushing the stray hairs off his greige forehead.]
You got it in you to do do a mini interview?
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He answers without much hesitation. ]
Sure. I think we all died.
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Come again?
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[ touches his chest with a frown ]
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[ he's quiet a moment ]
The necromancer was in my head. She raised me from the dead, and wanted to use me to kill people and give her energy.
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The admission takes her back though. Camille knows he's not a touchy guy, but something's in the air this week. It puts her hand on his arm, rubbing lightly with the thumb.
Maybe it's best to not dwell on that bit. Not yet.]
Does she seem like she's related to the cultists?
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His skin is deathly cold under her touch. ]
She must be, if she managed to get to wherever this is. But at the same time... she seemed to want to use us for her own goals, rather than letting us die here as sacrifices.