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[Flying Dice]

Beolas sits quietly for a few minutes, listening, "I think... I think I would nae mind death, t'were it the right sort of death.
...
As for th' sea, wherever the wind takes us, I suppose?"

[Dwarmin]

"Well, of course...no one wants to die...but, you don't always get to choose when or how. How you face the when, that really matters..."

She shrugs, agreeing with Beolas silently.

"What can I say? I was pretty much born dead. I think about it alot. I've decided if it came down to it, I'd want to want to have paid more good to the world when I take my final breath, than to have done bad. I think I owe someone-who..I haven't found them yet..." She says.

[Nerjin]

"You won't be dying for quite some time Beolas. I'll make sure of that."

[Dwarmin]

"You won't be dying for quite some time Beolas. I'll make sure of that."

"At least we have some common ground!"

[Nerjin]

"I suggest flattering Darwyn. I don't care if you survive or not so your attempts aren't working."

[Dwarmin]

"...Okay. All I can do is try to earn your respect, Sacha." Relic says evenly.

[Nerjin]

"You'd have a better chance at swimming to the bottom of the ocean."

[Dwarmin]

"I'm actually really good at swimming..."

[Nerjin]

There was a small pause "To the bottom of the ocean?"

[Dwarmin]

"The oceans not so deep in some places..."

[Nerjin]

"Oh aren't you clever?"

[Dwarmin]

She gives Sacha a small smile. "If I get to the bottom of the ocean, that means we can be friends. It's like...metaphorical!"

[Nerjin]

"You know what? Fine. If you can get to the bottom of the ocean I'll be your friend. And not the shallow part either."

[Dwarmin]

"Aaai shoor cyyr oh vyyss-ttt-ori, jhhhaaal-sheeaelaeeees." Relic says in heavily aquan-accented Elvish with a smile, steepling her hands in a star.

[Flying Dice]

Beolas sighs softly, closing his eyes.