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[rideme]

"You've got the Iron Bull here. I'm listening.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.

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[rideme]

Yeah. They were going to whip him -- standard Vint procedure for soldiers who desert. They got me instead. Then their heads got new holes in them.

Heh. Sure is. Krem's a good man.

[timecapture]

That's horrible! I'm glad you were there to stop them.

Is he here with you? [She hopes so; it's kind of awful being here by herself sometimes, and she wouldn't wish that on anyone else.]

[rideme]

Same here.

... nah. He's not. None of my boys are.

[timecapture]

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked.

[rideme]

Hey, I'm not upset. How were you supposed to know?

[timecapture]

I know, but I have this stupid habit of getting nosy.

But I'm glad I met you, for what it's worth. I hope that helps.

[rideme]

I'm not mad. Really. You'd know if I was.

Heh. You too, kid.

[timecapture]

Thanks, Iron Bull. That means a lot.