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The same substance, in a tea spoon's fill is cure, in excess is... hmmm. Poison.

Well, Paracelsus be bless-damned, I shouldn't want more than a bite of you nomad tribes any-the-how. Unless you bring and maybe sing news, or blood offerings, or prayers.

But mostly news. Come, come, parasites. I'll take your news.

[ ooc: nothing past AS vol. 18, please ;; ]

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You....

[She hadn't really thought about it since coming here.]

You were talking to Mika-chan, and we heard about what happened after my, after Jibril's trial.

And what was that?

I'm sorry, Sara-chan, I've never gotten the best account there.

A lot.

But the bit of it I caught was that Kira-senpai was Mika-chan's brother. And he...he turned against them all. [She still doesn't believe that. It has to be Rosiel's fault! Somehow! He did everything else, after all. Him and Sevothtarte.]

... I'd heard that one.

[he looks slightly deflated at the lack of any new information, but relieved all the same. About eighty percent of him honestly doesn't want to know.]

It's all right. How long have you been here, Sara? I could show you around a bit while you're here.

So you haven't heard anything else? [Perhaps it's for the best. She's thinking along the same lines. But part of her really wants to know, to be prepared, and more aware of what happened/is happening.]

I only got here just today. So just a few hours. I...I think I would like that. [She smiles a little. To get away from Rosiel might be best. See this place Raphael is trapped in.]

Not from anyone I'd trust, no.

You must be hungry. There's a few tea houses and a bakery across the street if you'd like. [and the vaguest smile] No strings attached.

I...I think I'd like that.

[Yeah, get her across the street before she sees her brother. Also, wise choice of words at the end there.]

Are you sure it won't be a problem, though, to pay for it?

[if nothing else, Raphael's decent at angling when he actually wants something]

Not at all. I still keep up a practice here, of course.

Of course...they would still need doctors. [A turn back towards Rosiel.] Especially with him around.

Do you eat often at this place you're taking me to? I wouldn't know what to order on the menu. I could always try something new, though. But a recommendation would help.

Rosiel hasn't done much beyond burning his curtains, lately. If he has no one's told me.

Oh, I can only really recommend the croissants and cinnamon rolls. I don't get out [of bed] as often as I'd like.

[She's a little relieved to hear that, but she doesn't grace it with any comment, still irritated Rosiel is there and Raphael's trapped in this place with him.]

Croissants sound good, but you should get out more. Why haven't you?

[Sara would be more irritated if she knew Raphael never did anything but occasionally threaten him.]

Oh, work keeps me busy, I suppose. People usually end up falling into the fountain when they first arrive here.

That's not a fun welcome. Are they just clumsy?

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Don't you ever learn? Get your own girl.

And I could fill you in on a bit more, but...it's never good to know too much about your own future, you know?

Messiah.

[it figures. it figures.]

You've only just arrived yourself. I really don't think you'll be a very good tour guide, unless memorizing landscapes is on your lengthy list of abilities.