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[This is Balinor. Say hi, Barge. He looks....not nervous exactly, but definitely ill-at-ease; even after working out how to do this via several attempts under a private filter (and a little instruction guide Merlin wrote for himself), he's still not 100% sure about this. He's soft-spoken, with a slight Irish accent.]
My name is Balinor. I've come here on behalf of my -- my son. Merlin.
It seems to be that most of his friends have been replaced with their parents these last couple of days, as he has. Nevertheless, if there's anybody here who knows him or counts him as a friend, I - I'd be grateful to know how he's doing. If he's happy here.
[There's a long pause while he tries to think of anything else to say. He lived in borderline hermitdom for years and any sort of public address is just utterly alien to him.]
Thank you. And thank you, too, Admiral, for bringing me here.
My name is Balinor. I've come here on behalf of my -- my son. Merlin.
It seems to be that most of his friends have been replaced with their parents these last couple of days, as he has. Nevertheless, if there's anybody here who knows him or counts him as a friend, I - I'd be grateful to know how he's doing. If he's happy here.
[There's a long pause while he tries to think of anything else to say. He lived in borderline hermitdom for years and any sort of public address is just utterly alien to him.]
Thank you. And thank you, too, Admiral, for bringing me here.