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[newgothamoracle]

[her voice is carefully casual]

Has anyone seen Roy?

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this... woman...

[arakhnes]

Why do you want to know?

This Girl

[newgothamoracle]

He's...we're... [she pauses, searching for the word she wants] Friends. Lovers.

[soft and intent] Tell me what you know, please.

this woman

[arakhnes]

[ WOAH. not what she expected. ]

... He left a while ago.

This Girl

[newgothamoracle]

...Without a word.

[heirdom]

I haven't in a while. Is he gone?

[newgothamoracle]

[only slightly strained] Left the castle, apparently.

[heirdom]

Maybe he's rejoining the hostiles.

[newgothamoracle]

[glares at the journal in taut silence]

[cricketycricket]

[carefully - when someone's asking for someone, there's usually one thing it means]

I haven't, no...

[newgothamoracle]

[quietly] He's left the castle.

[cricketycricket]

Oh, dear. .... [he sighs, softly] Simply gone back, or ...?

[newgothamoracle]

No, physically left. Walked into the World Beyond.

[knightprodigy]

I wouldn't worry about him, Barbara.

Somehow that one always manages to land on his feet. [Eventually. Simultaneously, Roy is one of the unluckiest and luckiest people in the world. Back home Dick can only hope that Roy'll pick himself up from what was his worst fall yet]

[newgothamoracle]

Can't quite help it, Dick.

But thank you. I know he's - capable, and resilient, and...

[knightprodigy]

He'll be fine.

[newgothamoracle]

[hard swallow] He better be.

[payback]

... I saw him some days ago.

[newgothamoracle]

...How did he seem?

[payback]

Um... he had his dog, I thought he was headed out for a little trip... I guess he seemed kinda quiet...?

[newgothamoracle]

I think...the trip was bigger than he let on.