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[lethechained]

Hello. Thank you for calling, and I'm sorry I wasn't here to answer.

[Pause.]

--Leave a message, please, if you want to.

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[lethechained]

It wasn't your fault.

[ The response was gentle, and yet it held a firmness underneath. It was an attempt at reassurance, surely. ]

You didn't know what you were getting into. [ There was always a risk in the decision to go out of the city at all, of course, but that didn't, to her, assign any blame. ] Even if you had - you were trying to help. I could never be upset with you for that.

[ No apologies necessary. ]

And I'm glad that you told me about everything that's been going on. That's what I'm here for... right? So-- if you still feel worried later, you can talk to me then, too. Any time you need to.

[ Whether or not that would be any help she was not so bold as to assume, but that didn't stop her from offering. ]

[mindseer]

No, you're right. We didn't do anything wrong. I just don't like being trouble, even if it's not my usual kind. Haha... I guess... for once I got into a mess by doing the right thing, right? hehe... wow. Irony, that.

I'm going to talk to them. See if maybe I can figure out what's going on.

[And later, she could tell her that she'd be able to protect her even better thanks to her blood.]

[lethechained]

It happens more often than you'd think.

[ Her voice had a tired sort of surety, and it sounded as though she was wearing a weak, wry smile as she spoke. Firsthand, secondhand - she had experience with both when it came to finding trouble. ]

Chances are if you keep doing the right thing, it'll keep happening. But it's worth it, in the end.

[ Mostly. Hopefully. In any case, ]

Alright. Then I guess-- for now, all that I can do is wish you luck.

[ Even thought it felt like that was not enough. ]

[mindseer]

[She sighed and smiled a little through the feed at Naminé. Her? Do te right thing? Not necessarily her style. She didn't do the wrong thing usually, but the right thing usually got her killed.]

You're rubbing off on me, Naminé. Heh. You're going to make a hero out of me yet...

I'll let you know, ok? What they said.

[lethechained]

[ Without needing to mean to, Naminé smiled herself. A soft, slightly melancholy sort of smile, but a good one all the same. ]

You don't need me for that. You've been trying to make things right since before we met.

[ Or so she'd heard in a story or two, anyway, regardless of where Terezi might have fit into the scale of morality before then. ]

Okay. [ There was a gentle firmness in her voice, a silent attempt to be encouraging. ] I'll be waiting to hear about it.