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The trouble is figuring out when it is necessary. They seem to get into trouble at night when no one is watching.

[And then make posts to the network asking for healers.]

I do get along well enough with both of them to attempt to talk them down, I suppose. Would you be willing to call me if you notice them kicking up a fuss?

[Sigh.]

Uh, yeah sure. I can do that. [A nervous chuckle.]

Sometimes I wonder if I just, ya know, leave 'em to it instead, you know?

I don't think that is a good idea. Darkleer is obviously troubled if he is willing to speak with someone outside the situation about it.

[That and he was severely injured. She would rather avoid late night calls with bloodied friends. The fact that Darkleer has reached out is one step towards avoiding a repeat of that. But what to do with the Highblood? It's hard to gauge how he feels about the whole thing. She starts to browse the SFC back to contact him again, perhaps with a text this time...

...and then she sees that he's received more messages since she spoke with him last. How many people in Vatheon would call the Grand Highblood?

She has a bad feeling about this.]

Excuse me... would you hold on just a moment?

[Carefully muting her own communicator, Zelda checks what's happened.

Goddesses, she doesn't know if she should laugh or cry. They're certainly a pair! She clears her throat and tries to compose herself before turning the voice function back on.]

Well! Leaving them to it is somewhat entertaining, I will admit.

[Her voice cracks slightly. No, this isn't funny, it's highly inappropriate to laugh!]

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Yeah, I guess- [Well, severally injured is a given with the Highblood. You should see the Summoner right now, Zelda...]

[Pause.]

Huh? [Oh no, he can hear that in her voice.] What's goin' on?

I really shouldn't gossip.

[Of course directing him somewhere isn't gossiping...]

Perhaps you should take a look at the Highblood's inbox.

Huh? [Give him a bit-]

[-Aaand-]

Hah, oh- oh no.

Does he always speak like that when he is flustered? It's actually rather cute.

[The Highblood sulking is also strangely adorable, but she's certain Lysunder wouldn't agree and she doesn't mention it.]

Yes he sure does, and damn it's- [Another laugh.] Really cute. As for chucklefuck, can't deny the same for him right now. Bickering like wigglers. [You'd be surprised, Zelda. GHB hates being called cute afterall.]

Oh good, you agree! I felt a bit odd thinking so.

[She's picturing the Grand Highblood as a fluffed up adorable cat right this moment. He would love it, surely.]

Oh, goddesses. They're hopeless...

[Zelda is a mother hen by nature. There's no way she can leave them be now.]

Heh, can't help it. Seeing a Highblood archer and Subjugglator bicker like this is hard not to find endearing... in a uh, yeah, odd way.

[A cat's perfect. Meanwhile Darkleer's more like a frustrated horse, huffing and clopping around.]

Hopeless in a kinda great way. Better than them hacking at eachother's throats.

It certainly is.

[Darkleer as a horse is entirely too easy to picture. In fact she's seen him that way!]

Let's keep an eye on them, shall we? I think they may be fine for now, though.

I don't mind the words as long as no one throws a punch. [Smiles, sighing a bit as he sits back.]

Think you can handle 'em though, Zelda?

[What are a couple trolls if she can make peace with the man who murdered half her country?

Yeah, okay, so the Highblood is far more bloodthirsty than Ganondorf, but still. She can keep her cool.]

I should be able to. Just let me know if it looks like there are going to be any fists flying along with words.

I will do. Heh, as interesting as the image, and how it might appeal to me in a way, I think it's better if those two birds keep to separate hemispheres. I appreciate the uh, willingness to "help" too, Zelda.

Of course. It is in everyone's best interest if the Highblood is kept under control, anyway. Though, ah...

[How does she say this?]

If you ever find yourself injured beyond what is... normal, please call me. I would hate it if you ended up somehow disabled.

Yeah, I agree, think I'm helping too with uh- [A smile, licking his lips a little.] With what I get to doing, as far as he's concerned- eh?

Ah hah... [Like the damage he has now?] Well, nothing serious really, uh, lately, unless you count a few ribs I could use some tender loving care with? [A smile, might be able to hear in his voice.] But really, I heal pretty quick, thanks though, heh.

Oh, honestly.

[She already knows that Lysunder is unlikely to ask for help unless he's dying (and even then, she's not so sure...), but basically hearing the confirmation that he's hurt is more than a little frustrating.]

Use your best judgement, hmm? He seems rather rambunctious. It might do you well to be ready for a fight. I'll leave it up to you.

[For now.]

Ready for a fight huh? You think around uh, after he's done flapping about with Tink? [Too true, why you thinking about him and the Highblood now, Zelda?]

That is actually precisely was I was thinking. He's likely to be in a terrible mood.

[Trolls are gonna do what they're gonna do. All she can do is try her best to make sure they don't die in the process. She absolutely refuses to think about the hate sex that has or will happen.]

Thinking he might wanna tear into me? [A playful chime to his tone.]

[Refuses? Ah huh.]

I do not want to think about the details! You're going to do it regardless, I would just rather you be safe!

[He can probably hear the indignant blushing. It's pretty obvious.]

What details? You mean the dirty ones? [Oh yes, he can, it's actually pretty cute, hence why he's continuing.] What regardless, eh? Do what regardless?

It wouldn't be proper to talk about it. Would you like me to heal you up or not?

[Please say yes, she's actually really worried. Trolls in that sort of relationship aren't supposed to kill each other in theory, but the Highblood has never struck her as the gentle type. She's positive that he'll try to not kill him, but, well...]

[Awww, well if she sounds worried now, he'll stop.]

All right, all right. You wanna start now or-?

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