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"Er... hello."

"Did she not explain? We, ah, work together, in a way. Our organization wants to keep an eye on powerful worldhoppers, which brings me back to my original question: do you know Channelknight Fadran?"

"She got shot a little during... something about a siege? An assault? Anyway she made it back and is being healed, so I'm here for now."

"Ah, are you the girl I was told I'd find? Chrysler sends her regards. She's a little hurt but she's fine. As I've already said, I'm Crimson and I'm looking for Fadran." Crimson smiled, and reflected on the irony of a cold-blooded creature trying to inject some "warmth" into a fang-toothed smile

"I'll ask what that means later. Where's everyone else?"

"Pretty sure"

"Might want to be careful with that."

"Janice! You're ok!" He caught her and spun her around, feeling like a dad that just got home from a long time away