The Desk Of Knight Commander Norrington

[judgemewhole]

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[chainlightning]

[ And, later, sounding horribly exhausted but still very much Merrill- ]

I'm not dead. Do you really think the Maker would haunt me? Is he like a ghost?

[judgemewhole]

[A relieved sigh, before he sighs.]

No - but - nevermind. I was extremely worried about you, Merrill.

[chainlightning]

Honestly? So was I.

[ Worried about her, that is -- worried about everyone else, too. ]

It- it wasn't good. Isn't good, still.

[judgemewhole]

Can you talk to me, right now? Or are you still on a mad dash?

[chainlightning]

I can talk, I think. I might have to go if something comes up? Or if Ghostface tries to eat my crystal.

[judgemewhole]

Who or what is a Ghostface? [Wait.] Is it a griffon?

[chainlightning]

Yes, he is. He's very cute. [ Granted, Merrill thinks they're all cute. ]

[judgemewhole]

Very ... cute. [He sighed softly.] Merrill, sometimes you drive me mad.

[chainlightning]

Well, he is. [ And it's easier to focus on the tiny fluffy predator and how cute he is than all the people she couldn't save. ]

[judgemewhole]

... [A deep, deep sigh.] You should be getting help soon. I informed the Nightingale immediately after receiving your message.

[chainlightning]

[ ...okay so not ignoring that shitshow. Okay. She can do this. ]

Thank you.

[ Pause. ]

I don't- I wish we could have done more. I feel like there had to be a way, but I just-

At least we saved the griffons.

[judgemewhole]

Merrill ... you were ten people against hundreds of wardens and demons. You did everything you could. Now -- well. Now we shall see. Just get home safe, yes?

[chainlightning]

[ That helps. Merrill takes a breath and tries to let some of her worry go. ]

That should be easier than the rest, at least.

[judgemewhole]

[He exhales in turn, before his lips moved up into the corners.]

I can certainly hope so.