[ Raha chuckles. He appreciates Joshua more than the other likely knows. ]
You owe me nothing, my friend. I am satiating my own personal curiosity. [ Partially untrue. ] I would ask you questions about your... Guest, as you are aware.
[ G'raha tries his best for those that he cares about. Joshua has become one of those people. A true friend indeed.
He does what he can to not make a face at the dark mark, knowing full well what it is. What it means. Instead, he raises his hand over it as soon as it is exposed. ]
My friend, I truly hope that there is a means for you to escape this. Truly, a start without you in it would just not be as bright.
[It's always bittersweet to hear people say things like that to him. When he has been so ready to die to make this problem vanish all together. But he's thought many times over now that maybe he shouldn't think he has to die as a last resort.]
Whatever comes of this, I will make it through.
[Please help him by patching up his seals. It helps.]
Even worse, I fear. I am a romance novel enthusiast.
[ A chuckle. Then he begins the process of working on that seal. Perhaps pouring a bit of his own aether in there to further alleviate some of the symptoms. To bolster what cannot be an infinite supply. ]
I know what it feels like, to be torn between hope that you never wanted to hold close and desiring to be pragmatic.
[Joshua gives a gentle chuckle. Another thing in common between the two of them. Romance novels.
As the magic begins, Joshua can feel the relief almost immediately. It's like taking an instant painkiller or a medicine that opens up his lungs. He can finally breathe easier, for the moment.]
Thank you, my friend. For your understanding, as well.
[It does make him feel less alone in his decisions.]
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You owe me nothing, my friend. I am satiating my own personal curiosity. [ Partially untrue. ] I would ask you questions about your... Guest, as you are aware.
[ G'raha looks towards the door. ]
What were the conditions to ensure confinement?
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The strength of my Eikon and of my aether. While I may be weaker at the moment, my guest is locked away tightly once again.
[And he thinks... That he cannot afford to let Ultima almost escape a second time.]
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[ His smile is kind. Fond. Also a bit empathetic. To contain a being such as Ultima - from what he has heard - would take no small amount of aether. ]
Though I suppose that means no wards, spells, or seals are in place?
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[Joshua once again gives another weak but determined (and stubborn) smile.]
Although, I do recall you using your own magic to reinforce my seals once. Would you care to help a friend once again?
[One can never be to careful, after all.]
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I will be glad to offer my aid to a dear friend, whenever he should call upon me to do so.
[ His chin points towards Joshua's chest. Asking the other to expose the inky blotch, the prison of his friend's enemy. ]
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[Joshua nods quietly. In all his life, he has not had the time or opportunity to make many true friends. He is glad to call G'raha one of them.
With that, he reaches up to gently tug away some of his bandages, revealing the dark mark.]
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He does what he can to not make a face at the dark mark, knowing full well what it is. What it means. Instead, he raises his hand over it as soon as it is exposed. ]
My friend, I truly hope that there is a means for you to escape this. Truly, a start without you in it would just not be as bright.
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I wasn't aware you were a poet as well, G'raha.
[It's always bittersweet to hear people say things like that to him. When he has been so ready to die to make this problem vanish all together. But he's thought many times over now that maybe he shouldn't think he has to die as a last resort.]
Whatever comes of this, I will make it through.
[Please help him by patching up his seals. It helps.]
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[ A chuckle. Then he begins the process of working on that seal. Perhaps pouring a bit of his own aether in there to further alleviate some of the symptoms. To bolster what cannot be an infinite supply. ]
I know what it feels like, to be torn between hope that you never wanted to hold close and desiring to be pragmatic.
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As the magic begins, Joshua can feel the relief almost immediately. It's like taking an instant painkiller or a medicine that opens up his lungs. He can finally breathe easier, for the moment.]
Thank you, my friend. For your understanding, as well.
[It does make him feel less alone in his decisions.]