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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 ]

[scarletson]

...They were very convincing, I suppose. And- I thought it was you I was seeing, but evidently it wasn't.

It really explains a lot now, though.

[firstlights]

Roy.

[scarletson]

Roy?

[firstlights]

That's his name.

[scarletson]

...Ah. He looks a lot like you- but I guess you'd know that.

It's good to talk with you again, though.

[firstlights]

You're doing that again.

[scarletson]

Doing what-?

[firstlights]

Saying things for the sake of saying things.

[scarletson]

It's supposed to be my attempt at making polite conversation.

...I guess I'm not very good it at.

[firstlights]

A failed attempt.

And to think you're going to be a duke soon!

[scarletson]

...Can we not talk about what I'm going to be? Sometimes it's almost like people want to kick me just for being Sandomierz-

Although I bet you don't have that problem.

[firstlights]

Sandomierz invaded Narborough; it's not a surprise. Even if they hadn't, the first few knights here made a bad impression on the citizens. Also, Prince Clement just... passed away.

What were you expecting?

[scarletson]

A little more tact from our country, I think...

That would have been nice.

[firstlights]

Sandomierz. Your country.

[scarletson]

It's still where you come from, even if you don't count yourself as part of it.

...You don't keep in touch with your family, Frey?