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[morganknight]

You've reached Morgan Knight.
And I'm not here.
Go.

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[colchismagecraft]

you havent

good

[Then again, given how readily he'd let her control him in that shadow ritual, this sort of thing probably wouldn't bother him, would it?]

[morganknight]

When do I? Nothing bothers me.

[He's betting Caster is in no position to remember his comments about hiding stuff and putting on a show.]

[colchismagecraft]

[Staring at that message for a little while...damn brainfog. She wasn't sure how to read into that. Or even if she should read into it.]

i dontknow if i believe tyou ro not

["I don't know if I believe you or not"

And she'll just be going back to trying to wash her cloak in the stream.]

[morganknight]

[Yes, keep washing that cloak. It will provide valuable audio clues that someone could use to find her, if that someone weren't Morgan Knight.]

Name one thing that bothers me. I'll wait.

[colchismagecraft]

murder

[There. There you go Morgan.]

[morganknight]

Sometimes there are no good answers, because you're not strong enough to make those good answers happen. Sometimes there are only wrong answers, and you have to pick which one is least wrong.

[colchismagecraft]

and sometimes you don't make the choice at all

[Medea couldn't help but wonder if he'd ended up paired with anyone particularly unpleasant in the first day of trials.]

[morganknight]

Choices you don't make aren't your choices.

[colchismagecraft]

it feels about the same

where did you say you were

[morganknight]

I didn't. If you hear something thrashing in the bushes at it approaches you, it's not a bear.

[colchismagecraft]

[Caster put down her phone a moment to look around her, listening out for if he might be nearby...

And, well, hoping she could get more of the blood out before he got there.]

[morganknight]

[Ha ha! There he is, shoving his way though an obnoxious shrub.] Damn th--why is it so pointy?!

[colchismagecraft]

I believe the point of spines like that are to stop it getting eaten by animals.

[Despite the dry sarcasm, the tension in her body seemed to fade as she saw him, something of a relief taking over her.]

...You didn't have to come out here like this.

[morganknight]

[Morgan just waves a hand at that sentiment, moving to plop down beside her.]

Some choices aren't choices, y'know?

[colchismagecraft]

[She sighed, glancing back to the bloodsplatter on her robe- thankfully, now mostly washed out.]

...I didn't control you and order you to come here, you know.

[But she was glad to see him, all the same.]

[morganknight]

Nope, you didn't. But if the choice is "go to a friend who needs someone" or "ignore that friend"... [He shrugs. Get the point? It's technically a choice, but with only one possible outcome.]

[colchismagecraft]

...I suppose so. I just wanted to give you a warning about him, that's all.

But I'm glad you're here.

[She rings the cloak out, before rubbing at her wrist where the bracelet had been earlier that day.]

[morganknight]

If you had to give me that warning, you needed a friend.

[He understands that instinctively. It's terribly obvious.]

Are you okay?

[colchismagecraft]

I will be...I thought without my power as a Servant, Command Seals weren't a concern any longer. Evidently this world sought to prove otherwise.

[morganknight]

That good, huh.

[Morgan folds his arms, leaning forward as he tries to think of the proper thing to say. This takes a moment.]

Some choices aren't choices at all. But they're still choices. If you didn't have a choice, it wasn't you.

tw murder mention

[colchismagecraft]

Mm...the first time was with a Master from my world- Kadoc- we got along well. I was intrigued to see what a pact between us would feel like, so I didn't have any objections to that arrangement. He knows how to treat a Servant well, and used the 'pact' to let me show off my magic.

[A pause, before she shivered.]

...Then there was Yuber. He wasn't so willing to relinquish his newfound power.

Did you ever see that broadcast where he murdered people over the network? He has a taste for bloodshed.

['It wasn't you'

Maybe she should take his word, this time around?]

[morganknight]

[His response is subtle, a tensing of every muscle in his body.]

I missed that. As you can tell by the fact that I haven't stopped him. I see why you advise avoiding him.

[colchismagecraft]

...Don't go after him, Morgan.

[She saw that response.]

[morganknight]

I'm not charging off into the distance, you note.

[Hopefully she'll accept that and not notice how it isn't actually a comment.]

[colchismagecraft]

I meant after tonight.

[A brittle crack in her voice- her emotions already frayed.]