inbox.

[katabasis]

action + written + crystal

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[katabasis]

I believe so.

[bouchonne]

Is that the source of your emotion, then? Heartbroken over a few tomes?

[katabasis]

[Stony silence follows.]

[bouchonne]

I could search her things for you. Perhaps they're still in her rooms.

[katabasis]

[Eventually:]

Tell me, Mr Rutyer. Is there any limit to what you believe yourself entitled to?

[bouchonne]

What a question from a pirate.

[katabasis]

Your inability to imagine a thing has no bearing on whether or not it is possible.

[This isn't for you, Byerly Rutyer.]

Is there something you need, or are you just testing depth?

[bouchonne]

And finding it a mere three fathoms. - Can you sail in three fathoms, with those great big ships of yours?

[katabasis]

[And away the crystal goes into a convenient drawer or pocket. Goodbye, Mr Rutyer.]