>>5285449>>5285430>>5285423>>5285420>>5285414>>5285411>>5285407>>5285405>Continue to speak to Ava.“Are you.. really alright? He was your brother, was he not?” You continue with her.
“..Yes? I’m fine.” Ava scoffs, raising a brow at your prodding. “He was my brother, and he was an adult, and he made his own choices. He paid rightly for them. And he’s not even truly dead. Why should I trouble myself over the matter? What use will it do me? So we should make haste for the MISERICORDE now that our affairs are in order.”
“Now? So quick?” You raise a brow.
“Yes. Before we begin to attract any more attention than we already have. Like I said prior, this block is host to powerful champions drawn by the scent of blood. We have to keep busy.” The dhampir examines herself in the sheen of her rapier. “So we shouldn’t waste time on recollection here. You think I’d like to spend more time by this fetid mound of fur and flesh? I’ve already grown sick of <span class="mu-i"> your</span> scent.”
“...” Emilia remains silent, lips pressed as she finishes her wrap about the dhampir’s arms. “Isn’t that a bit cold?”
“Is it?” Ava’s gaze is firm on the block in the distance. “He’s tried to butcher us three times now. We can wash our hands of him.”
You’re unsure if you’ve the social acumen to press her any further–while she speaks in the same cadence, with the same words and tone, there’s a strange distance to her words that you haven’t seen since the first block.
>Follow her advice. You’d better keep on the path ahead. You’ve got duty to attend to.>Break from her to check on Noelle and Millicent.>Write-In. 