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Glacies Nox Fleuret: There is something I hope to speak with you about.
Glacies Nox Fleuret: When would you be available?

Emet-Selch:What a surprise! Rarely am I the recipient of your communications.
Emet-Selch:I will be free within the hour.
Emet-Selch:Can I surmise you do not want to meet in BARiTONES? If so, name the place.

Glacies Nox Fleuret: If it is not asking too much of you, the art museum?

Emet-Selch: Of course not.
Emet-Selch: I will be there shortly.

Glacies Nox Fleuret: Thank you. I will await you at the entrance.

[He saunters up.]

I don't believe I have ever been here. What is on your mind, Glacies?

You have not? Some of the works are exceptionally beautiful . . .

And I wished to speak with you regarding Absinthe. I— I am trying to find my resolve when it comes to him on a matter.

Of that I have no doubts.

[He folds his arms.]

He and I are usually more aligned than you and I. I'm not certain I can help. Has the return of your King changed the situation?

[glancing back, thinking, then gesturing him on]

We can look upon a few while we speak.

Not greatly. Of course, I fear for him with Absinthe's actions towards him before. Still, Absinthe has often showed some measure of restraint here.

[He heads inside.]

Death is not permanent. Why would he bother? I imagine that is what holds your hand as well.

[going along with him but blinking hard]

It is not. I do not wish him harm.

Is that a truly honest answer?

[Waving a hand idly.]

What is your concern?

It is. Why would you think otherwise?

[slight frown]

Absinthe, he has not been idle here. I am certain of this. Do you know what he has been doing?

Noble your quest is, but ever do you exhibit behaviors that I find distasteful.

And if I did know, what would you do with this information?

While I apologize for inconveniencing you, I have nothing to say for what I do.

I cannot say when I do not know what it is.

Let's rattle of some scenarios, shall we?

Perhaps he is colluding with the Princes of Hell.

Or mayhaps he has found favor with the fallen angles of Heaven.

Or he might be simply bored with nothing to occupy his time.

What would you do in any case?

None of those hold any consequence. It is a matter of who he has hurt and why he has done so.

You would speak of outside of games.

Yes. Trying to discern the actions of each unit then seek to somehow hold them accountable for them would be madness.

I regret to inform you what he does with his time he keeps to himself. I cannot aide you in your quest.

Though I do hope you are just as diligent to everyone else that commits wrongs outside of games. Would it help if I confessed my sins?

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I see the point that you are trying to make. Whether it is to catch me in a moral quandary or a true expression of concern for others, I know not.

Whatever the case, my choice is still made.

As long as you consider it.

[He does turn to her.]

Though I did not lie when I said I cannot help you in your question. I know not what he does in his free time. Nor do I have a desire to ask. He has had more than enough leashes and cages in his life. I would not add another.

I, too, once thought the same.

—Now.

[Alexander will feel the disarming sensation of his sight seemingly disappearing from one blink to the next. He can still move for the moment, but he won't be able to see anything but darkness. Was there someone else there? He wouldn't get the chance to find out.]

[and that-- is when Jason neatly knocks him out, slamming his fist into a pressure point on the back of his head.

he'll be out before he knows it.]

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