There's a fire at the — [She breaks off coughing, rough and ragged into one hand.] Something happened at the swamp. We found a...there was a charred hand over there.
[ feels good to have a task, honestly. ashlyn nods and goes on a quick solo mission to get a glass of water from the refectory. she's back soon enough. ]
Yeah. Yeah, they gave him a nice new write up and everything. [She presses a hand to her nose. The tips gone cold and she shivers some, but she's doing better. Little by little.] Are you okay? Where were you last night?
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Ashlyn...
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What happened to you?
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... You need water.
[ that actually might not particularly help but she doesn't know what else to do and wants to do something. ]
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Thank you. Yeah. That'd be good.
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Here.
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[She takes a slow sip. She doesn't want to choke on anything.]
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
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[ sure. ]
You found a hand?
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[Just her head at the posters.]
Everyone else is here, right?
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Yeah. Yeah, they gave him a nice new write up and everything. [She presses a hand to her nose. The tips gone cold and she shivers some, but she's doing better. Little by little.] Are you okay? Where were you last night?
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Theater. I'm fine. [ moving on. ] You need to dry off.
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I'm going back to the Theatre. My bunk's there. Maybe Alfyn will have something to help. Come tag along?