[ There's a long pause. It's either Jason or Jason had handed it off. ...But Dick remembers something Jason said before--before everything. He'd said he kept coming across these, which means... It was probably Jason. He doesn't say anything like that, though, and just sighs, pressing his hands to his face for a moment before flinching back at the burst of pain it causes. Good going, Grayson. ]
Sorry. Don't know what I can do to properly apologize but just--let me know. Whatever it takes.
[ He doesn't know what to say to that. He wonders where the other one Jason got came from, if it was from another Seelie. ...Probably was. ]
Not his fault. I was, uh. I-- Scouting. There.
[ He can hear how the word sticks in his throat, and the locket's punctuation makes it clear. But he also remembers, thankfully, about the monarch's monitoring abilities. If he was talking to her in person, he thinks... He probably would've admitted his desperate attempt to find Jason for what it was. ]
[ There's much he wishes to say, but doesn't want to voice across the lockets. He doesn't think don't hurt him will go down well at all. Instead, Dick changes the subject. ]
...Have you been okay? Sorry I didn't call earlier. I thought... I didn't want to disturb you, if you were busy.
I'm fine, really, I promise. I fell asleep - enchanted - for a couple of weeks. I'm picking up the pieces of work left behind after that, so I'm keeping busy.
That's right. I'm not sure what causes it, but it does happen - and we tend to wake up quickly enough. The last time I slept like this was a spell rather than something I didn't do, so I'm a little used to it.
Depends on what part. I've set up justice there, I helped manage and build the road, as well as protect it, and recently I've heard some awful things so I've asked someone to go in and help.
locket, text, late at night aug 11 or stupidly early 12th
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[ Getting her reply is a relief. she's all right, she's back. wait-- ]
Wait, you know? How-- [ Oh. ] ...Was it 'cause of the message I left?
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Sorry. Don't know what I can do to properly apologize but just--let me know. Whatever it takes.
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It's okay, Dick. Really. It's not your fault.
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Kinda is. Still sorry. Didn't mean to lose it.
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You're forgiven.
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[ He has to bite back the urge to apologize again, and is thankful the lockets are sensitive enough that the low sound is audible. ]
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Not his fault. I was, uh. I-- Scouting. There.
[ He can hear how the word sticks in his throat, and the locket's punctuation makes it clear. But he also remembers, thankfully, about the monarch's monitoring abilities. If he was talking to her in person, he thinks... He probably would've admitted his desperate attempt to find Jason for what it was. ]
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[ She breathes out, shaking her head, before she replies. ]
Either way, he was an Unseelie that stole one of my compasses. I'm not letting him get away with it.
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What are you gonna do?
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[ There's much he wishes to say, but doesn't want to voice across the lockets. He doesn't think don't hurt him will go down well at all. Instead, Dick changes the subject. ]
...Have you been okay? Sorry I didn't call earlier. I thought... I didn't want to disturb you, if you were busy.
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[ Is that why she didn't reply to him? ]
Like... Like Merida? Nico said it happened before to him too...
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[ He'd initially called to ask her about Treun but right now... He doesn't think he has the right to. ]
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[ Haha isn't she hilarious. ]
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Are you going to tell me why you needed my help before?
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