[It takes a good five minutes of standing stunned in his room away from the fighting for Ceodore to even process what happened. Teleported away at the worst time. He could have stopped that monster. He knows it. There's an enraged bellow from him and he throws his sword across the room to vent, before dropping to his knees. He failed his friends.
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I'm so sorry.
[He'll be wallowing in self-blame forever and a day.]
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[There's almost a sob there. Almost. But no. Crying is useless for anything but catching foes off-guard. It won't change a thing.]
How are you faring?
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I... I'm out of magic. I used the last trying to save Kain.
[Because derpy or not, Ceodore's still male and takes that sort of question as a true status report and not a discussion of emotions.]
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I understand. Are you done fighting?
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[At least he'll give it his best shot.]
When we return, I will double my efforts to improve my magic.
[Not being able to revive Rydia infuriates him.]
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[Hiding behind strategy is what she does best. She hopes that having instructions to follow will at least give him a distraction from that time-honoured Baron tradition of blaming oneself for everything that happens.]
We'll begin lessons as soon as you recover. I'll start preparations now.
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Alright. Thank you.
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