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[deadwenwalking]

I'm still sorry you had to go through that.

[He feels like he's getting somewhere, despite the rudeness. Jin Zixuan is still talking to him.]

I'm only a witch here. I'll get better with my magic so I can be more helpful next time.

[disasterstraight]

[ "Only" a witch. In Jin Zixuan's opinion, witches are the ones with all the luck, in this world. They don't have to watch their bodies twist and change before their very eyes. ]

Yes, you had better do that. This world is not always so peaceful.

[deadwenwalking]

Oh? Have you had to fight here, young master?

[disasterstraight]

I have. In Dorchacht, shortly before the nightmare in which you first arrived. And then, of course, in the nightmare itself.

[deadwenwalking]

I don't know much about Dorchacht. I'll have to ask around about it so I'm better prepared.

[disasterstraight]

I do not know much about it myself, or at least, I didn't until I went there. Apparently there was some revolution or another there in years past. And tensions came to a head last month when the opposing faction attempted to enact their revenge, through the use of necromancy and a powerful sleep spell.

[deadwenwalking]

That's troubling to hear.

Aside from the bad start, everything has otherwise seemed fairly peaceful.

[disasterstraight]

Yes, aside from that one thing, this place is perfectly fine.

Oh yes, aside from that one thing and also the fact that I, my son, and about half of the people I know are all turning into monsters.

[deadwenwalking]

There is that. I'm sorry.

Does it cause you a lot of trouble?

[disasterstraight]

"Trouble?" I grew FEATHERS. And the longer my son goes without finding a witch to bond with, the closer he comes to becoming feral.

[deadwenwalking]

He still needs someone? Does he not want to bond with anyone we know?

I

I'm a witch. I can help.

I doubt you'll want me to, though. I'm sorry.

[disasterstraight]

You are right. The situation is dire, but not so dire that I would accept your help in this.

I'm sure you understand.

[deadwenwalking]

I do. I'm sorry.

[On his end, Wen Ning is making the saddest face right now, but it can't be helped. This is the expected response.]

[disasterstraight]

[ Let's face it. Wen Ning's face is always the saddest face. That's just how he is. ]

I thank you in advance for respecting my wishes.

[deadwenwalking]

[It hurts, but what else would the man say? It's not as though he and Jin Ling were particularly close either. He protected the juniors, but while the boy had tolerated him, he'd clearly had an angry and jealous reaction when Lan Sizhui had discovered they were family. They weren't close, but Wen Ning cared for him for many reasons that didn't involve his guilt over his father's death.

And now that same father is well within his right to protect his son from him, even if he would never purposefully cause the boy harm.]

Of course.

Though I will be here. If you need me for anything.