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[The video opens and Morrigan is standing outside, near the cathedral. From the glint around her neck, the sealing collar is still in place. There are a few superficial scratches, that look like they came more from a blade instead of from Morrigan's hands. She takes a breath and speaks with a very calm voice, her temper firmly in check.]
At your convinence, I'd like to speak with one of our hosts. Preferably the one or ones who gave me this item. I have questions about it that I can't answer on my own. Thank you.
[Her eyes look slightly dulled, her posture not as straight, her words not as crisp. With an exhale, she closes the communicator and waits.]