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[loyalraven]

[Gilbert is in Oz's room. And there's a frantic sort shaking to the video feed as it turns on. This is probably because Gilbert's hands are shaking. Significantly shaking. And he can't quite seem to stop them.] Oz.

Oz if you can hear this, you need to answer me. You need to answer me now. Please... please answer me...

[His voice is more than a

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[rewritethesky]

...Gilbert?

[Oh, not this, not right now. Not with what's going on.]

He might have gone back. But... if he hasn't... [A pause and a gulp.] There still could be a chance...

[loyalraven]

[He looks to her for a long moment, wondering if he can allow himself to be hopeful. Or if it's also a horrifying idea. Could Oz be here but in danger?]

There's... there's no sign of a struggle here. And he wouldn't have left. His... his things are gone. The ones he came with.

[rewritethesky]

[She doesn't like the look, and flinches back because of it. This is just so hard to deal with something so close to what she is.]

Maybe... not there. It could have been somewhere else in the city. But... it wouldn't explain his things.

...Are you... staying away from them though?

[loyalraven]

[He nods a little bit at that.] It's... it's the way people leave. With what they came with. [Gilbert has undoubtedly stolen something small of Oz's to keep on his person in case this happened. It's what brought him frantically into Oz's room to begin with.]

We... we are. It's... Are you safe, Naminé?

[rewritethesky]

Their things disappear when they do... [At least that gives her an idea for other things. When they're not trying to fend off swarms of other things.]

Good. Don't go out if you don't have too. [But she pauses at his question and looks away.] You shouldn't... have to worry about me.

[loyalraven]

[Another little nod at that.] I've... we've been trying to stay put.

[From what he's heard on the network, his own fighting ability seems like it'd only be minimally effective with these creatures. He blinks at her next words though.] That isn't really an answer. But... I'm worrying for everyone.

[rewritethesky]

[A nod herself.] Keep it that way.

[And a pause. Really she's more worried about what these things will do to everyone else than her.] It... isn't an answer. I'm sorry. But... if they get you, it'll be worse than if they get me. [Even though she'd die then.]

[loyalraven]

[Gilbert's not sure what to make of that, except that it's more than a little concerning.] I'd really prefer them not getting anyone. [If he got to pick.]

[rewritethesky]

[Even though it's not appropriate or good, there is something of a smile on her face. Oh Gil, so determined to keep everyone safe.]

That might be hard... since they'll go after anyone a threat or with a Heart. [It's more muttered under her breath, but still audible.]

[loyalraven]

[He needs to. Especially since he failed and Oz disappeared -- though he's consoling himself with the fact that he's home, home and safer than here right now. He frowns at what he hears though.] ...with a heart? Then... what people have been saying.

These are things you're used to? [It sounds like you come from a dangerous world, Naminé. Gilbert is fretting for you retroactively.]

[rewritethesky]

Mmm? [With what they have been saying? What have they been saying.] If... you mean that the Heartless would go after nearly everyone here, then yes. They will.

Mmm. I've never had to deal with them directly, but... they are there where I am from.

[loyalraven]

[He nods briefly at that.] Every world has its monsters, I suppose. [Chains aren't usually so numerous. Usually.]

Then... we'll be careful. [A pause before he adds meaningfully.] All of us. [You too, Naminé. Or he'll, uh... scold you... TAKE THAT.]

[rewritethesky]

,..Some more than others. [You're lucky Gilbert. Pest control is hard to deal with where she's from.

And him? Scold? Ha. Please. Though it'll make her feel bad anyways that's for sure.] Right. Oh, and... if anyone you're with does get caught by the Heartless, and disappears or doesn't feel like themselves... let me know, okay?

[loyalraven]

I... I'll be sure to. Please... stay safe, Naminé. [Seriously. He's lost one too many blondes this week, ok? Don't ruin his numbers.]