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Red Leaves Gyre on the Grey Lake ([personal profile] sustainer) wrote in [community profile] pajamabox 2020-04-08 06:59 pm (UTC)

"No," he answers automatically, sounding bemused at the idea of keeping in contact with any of his parents. "I haven't met a wild elf who does. Do you... continue to learn from her?" He asks this like it's the only reason he can think of to continue contact with a parent, tilting his head curiously.

For once, this kind of conversation feels easier then this second bit. He's been avoiding trying to explain himself this entire time, hoping that people will just let him do this so that their plan can go off without having to work too hard.

"The Wizard told me to talk to Eleven. She said they might be able to do something. I'm going to find them tonight," he explains the easier part of this, sighing faintly and looking away for the next bit. There's a long pause here, as if he's going to ignore the more complicated part of this question. He takes a deep breath.

"There isn't anyone else," he finally declares. "I have a shield that can keep him away from me. No one else has anything like that anymore. You need to speak to the people. Matilda can't fight. Garrot should stay with you in case I fail. I don't see another option."

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