[there's a mechanical sounding whirr. The journal is flipped open, and the video feature turns on. Lilith is reading something. Letters, no doubt. There's a moment -- very brief -- where her expression darkens considerably.
It evens out, goes smooth and placid as water. She addresses the journal now:]I'm afraid that I will be leaving soon. My
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I am fine, Lluvia. Merely a bit...shaken.
Don't even. Look at your life. Look at your choices--
--there is nothing wrong with the state of my life--
Except it's, I don't know, a wreck? Honey, you're miserable. You're spending your whole holiday trapped with Little Orphan Annie and Tiny Tim while your mother tries to smother you to death with tulle. I mean, tulle? Really? At your age?
[switching to text:]
The voice seems fond of interruptions.
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[Griffith sounds far too amused] It's decent advice. Is it right to allow somebody else to control you at such an age?
Orphaned on the streets of Midland as a young cub, the White Hawk remains incapable of understanding the familial obligations of other species.
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[TEXT!!! To cut that off.] It is familial duty, as your narrator has so helpfully explained. It is, despite the insistence of the...aggravating individual following me, hardly any source of stress. If anything, as much as I enjoy Hogwarts, I am grateful to be granted a temporary reprieve, considering its penchant for wayward spells and random, unprovoked attacks from outside forces.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, as they say.
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[Although it's not bothering Griffith any, he switches to text for the sake of civility]
I have very little personal experience on the matter myself, but I do understand such burdens are not to be taken lightly. Still, I prefer to cut the strings to such attachments.
So I've heard, but I've rarely found it the case.
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