Video, August 1

[littlemhigan]

What's the date?

[You might be somewhat startled by the suddenness of Castor's message, or even by the urgency in her voice. Maybe you're surprised because this is the first hide or hair you've seen of her in seven full days.

Also, she looks like hell; Sallow and wan and with eyes that look just a little bit red. There's also the faint sliver of something dull and metal along the bottom of the camera - an object in her lap that can't quite be discerned. ]

Please I...I went lookin' fer somethin've mine that ended up in the Width an' I...Althyk keep me, this date ain't right, is it?


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[littlemhigan]

Yer...Oh.

[Oh.]

I'd bow, but I don't think my knees'd hold me long enough te manage.

[ Her gaze moves from Noctis, to the Regalia, and then back down to the shield on her lap. ]

He...I was chasin' someone down. Didn't mind my own back, an' didn't see the croney waitin' te take a shot at me. He moved in the way've the blow an...well.

[ She traces her fingers along the broken edge of the shield, and doesn't finish her sentence. ]

I was a fugitive fer a spell too. Framed fer regicide. He sheltered me an' mine without a thought. I can't repay the debt I owe 'im, so I try an' pay it forward. S' not quite the same, but I don' think our stories are too far off, hey?

[warpstriking]

Please don't. [Please never bow to him. While he's gotten used to it by now, he still bristles a little every time someone does. That, and-] Would rather not have to pick you up from kissing the dirt.

[It's a very flat joke, but all the same... he's serious about it, too. He watches her, listening until she's finished.]

Former fugitive warrior framed for regicide and a fugitive monarch of a fallen kingdom... [A sardonic chuckle escapes him.] What a pair we make.

[He regards her for a moment, before his eyes fall to the shield she traces the broken edges of.]

...My dad had a saying he loved to say whenever the council urged decisive action towards others, enemy, Lucian, or refugee: "An act of grace can save the human race." He wasn't wrong, but... pretty sure it applies to more than just humans.

[He moves to rest a hand on her shoulder.]

So whatever you've done since then to pay it forward, you've probably already done it in spades.