"You have reached Solus zos Galvus. I fear I am unavailable at the moment, but should your query be of an urgent nature, pray leave a message. I shall endeavor to return it anon."
[He gestures to himself. Though, he takes a moment to look at Mythril as he...chews the bottle cap.
Really...]
However, there is a rather concerning number of those who are. This I cannot deny. Though... [He pauses a moment, his gaze drifting elsewhere for a moment, before it snaps back into reality. Settling on Ardbert once again as he gives him a smile.] Nevermind. The point is, we cannot know the exact nature of this place. Not yet, anyroad, but I will.
[This time he catches his bottle cap when opening his drink, casually tossing it out of the kitchen as he takes a swig. Mythril locks onto the action immediately, pausing mid crunch to run out after it with crazed fervor.]
Aye, but I'd wager you were a special case to most who are alive.
[He shrugs, focusing his gaze on his drink a moment. His usual tired look settling as he thought.]
Though...?
[What an odd thing to trail off on... Ardbert was of course curious, but he wouldn't press more than that. The smile also wasn't lost as he flicked his eyes back up to Emet-Selch.]
Mm. I'd be curious to know if you figure it out. [He pauses a moment, head slightly tilting.] Why not? I don't see what is stopping you.
Ahh, nevermind. I suppose what matters is that we were all brought here to begin with.
[Having been standing in the kitchen for a while now, he shifts, briefly stretching his back before grabbing another unopened bottle. With two bottles in hand he makes towards the couch to actually sit down.]
Right, your duty. You speak of the rejoining, yes?
[The manner in which he sits on the couch is far too casual.]
Do we know if time back in our world continues without us?
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[He gestures to himself. Though, he takes a moment to look at Mythril as he...chews the bottle cap.
Really...]
However, there is a rather concerning number of those who are. This I cannot deny. Though... [He pauses a moment, his gaze drifting elsewhere for a moment, before it snaps back into reality. Settling on Ardbert once again as he gives him a smile.] Nevermind. The point is, we cannot know the exact nature of this place. Not yet, anyroad, but I will.
'Tis no vacation for me, in any case.
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Aye, but I'd wager you were a special case to most who are alive.
[He shrugs, focusing his gaze on his drink a moment. His usual tired look settling as he thought.]
Though...?
[What an odd thing to trail off on... Ardbert was of course curious, but he wouldn't press more than that. The smile also wasn't lost as he flicked his eyes back up to Emet-Selch.]
Mm. I'd be curious to know if you figure it out. [He pauses a moment, head slightly tilting.] Why not? I don't see what is stopping you.
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I do not know if I would name me any more special than the other living captives here. No more than what usually sets one like myself apart, anyroad.
[He glances at his bottle of wine, taking measure of what remains, then taking a quick sip before answering.]
My duty demands completion. I cannot rest on my laurels while there is much to be done. I will find the means to escape this world. That's all.
[He says it so casually, like it's but a small hurdle than the impossible feat it actually is.]
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Ahh, nevermind. I suppose what matters is that we were all brought here to begin with.
[Having been standing in the kitchen for a while now, he shifts, briefly stretching his back before grabbing another unopened bottle. With two bottles in hand he makes towards the couch to actually sit down.]
Right, your duty. You speak of the rejoining, yes?
[The manner in which he sits on the couch is far too casual.]
Do we know if time back in our world continues without us?