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17. Nebelung
[Private to Sylvanas]
You mentioned an exchange.
[Private to Davy Jones]
Do you consider yourself Lady Windrunner's friend?
[Spam for Iris.]
[He can, when occasion calls for it, be very, very sneaky. Not strictly breathing helps. When she wakes the day after her return, she finds a worn abalone button - one of Yavru's inexplicable treasures - on her bedside table and a note on her chart about the effects of bloodloss on a bicardial system.]
Eat iron & hydrate!
[Beyond that, he makes himself scarce. He's still not back on his regular shifts in the infirmary, and he doesn't go to the lab, or the greenhouse, or make himself otherwise publicly available. If she tries his room, there are good odds he's hiding out in Morgana's room, or Sylvanas's, or in the most secluded recesses of the library.]
[Private to Hornblower]
...among other things, Captain Bush has mentioned you excel in mathematics.
[Private to Hannibal]
If we were planting a few herbs, would you have requests?
You mentioned an exchange.
[Private to Davy Jones]
Do you consider yourself Lady Windrunner's friend?
[Spam for Iris.]
[He can, when occasion calls for it, be very, very sneaky. Not strictly breathing helps. When she wakes the day after her return, she finds a worn abalone button - one of Yavru's inexplicable treasures - on her bedside table and a note on her chart about the effects of bloodloss on a bicardial system.]
Eat iron & hydrate!
[Beyond that, he makes himself scarce. He's still not back on his regular shifts in the infirmary, and he doesn't go to the lab, or the greenhouse, or make himself otherwise publicly available. If she tries his room, there are good odds he's hiding out in Morgana's room, or Sylvanas's, or in the most secluded recesses of the library.]
[Private to Hornblower]
...among other things, Captain Bush has mentioned you excel in mathematics.
[Private to Hannibal]
If we were planting a few herbs, would you have requests?
[Private]
So go to her and be silent. But go.
Or don't. Leave her entirely to my influences, if you truly can't be bothered from your own despair.
[Private]
You will make it all worse! Keep away from her!
[Private]
No. If it's an eternity of suffering we're in for, then I'm not leaving her to face it alone.
You do want you want.
[Private]
[Jones clicks his comm off by kicking it against a wall, storming off]