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[tender]

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[inkindled]

Yeah-- embrium, spindl-- [mumbling to himself as he writes these down] --laurel, and-- yeah, all right. Brilliant.

Thanks! Er, and if Commander Flint asks-- well, you did tell me, so it's not as if it'd be a lie to say you had.

[tender]

[ wait— ]

Is he going to be asking me about herbs?

[inkindled]

Nah.

[Or, well--]

Least, I don't think so. Maybe about me going to find them, but I'd bet you a silver that won't happen. And anyway, if it does happen, you'll now be ready.

[tender]

Matthias, is something going on?

[inkindled]

[Quickly--] No!

Not going on. Just that I've got a mission to go out and find herbs that the healers might need, so I'll be away for a bit. But it's good.

[tender]

Alright.

[ just. squints. ]

Please, be safe?

[inkindled]

'Course I will. You don't have to worry about me.