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[firstlights]

St.... what's day?

These celebrations need to stop.

[Strikes muttered; Frey's sitting in the infirmary looking really sick.]

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[scarletson]

...It's kind of noisy out there.

[ cue Tyr slipping into the infirmary and sitting down next to Frey ]

[firstlights]

You don't look injured.

[scarletson]

I'm not. Only I- well, I thought I'd take a look around this place. Is it alright if I stay here for a while?

[firstlights]

Can't kick you out... yet.

[scarletson]

[sitting quietly for a few minutes]

...Frey?

[firstlights]

...yes?

[scarletson]

You've never really been that great around celebrations or festivals, right? The noise, I think...

[firstlights]

[Looking really uncomfortable when there're bursts of louder noises from outside, but doesn't say anything.]

[scarletson]

...So for how long more are you going to pretend that you don't know me?

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[firstlights]

2/3

[firstlights]

...I don't.

[firstlights]

It's been years anyway.

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[scarletson]

...Has it? I saw you just two months-

[scarletson]

Oh. Oh, wait.

Four years. Since your family said that you were 'taken ill'.

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[firstlights]

Four-

[firstlights]

People actually believed that?

[Wincing a little.]