[ hello hello! well!!! the good news is that rondo is not talking to the air or anything. the bad news is that when gale finds him he has almost definitely been crying. his eyes are big and wet and shiny, and he sniffles upon realization that he's been seen and rubs his wrist across his eyes, trying to suck it up. ]
Oh... Mr. Gale, you don't have to call me that... [ mister... he puts on a little smile, though. ] I'm okay. It's... a little odd, honestly, but, for maybe stranger reasons than you'd think.
Voices aren't-- Well. Wizards are often trained to steel our minds against such illusions, and as a talented Illusionist myself, it's within my skillset to. Well. Ignore it, as it were.
[ this is such a lie he's clearly a little unsettled. ]
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Oh... Mr. Gale, you don't have to call me that... [ mister... he puts on a little smile, though. ] I'm okay. It's... a little odd, honestly, but, for maybe stranger reasons than you'd think.
I pray the same for you as well. Are you alright?
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[ this is such a lie he's clearly a little unsettled. ]
But I understand the distress it is causing.
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[ though, listen, rondo is stupid, but he's not Emotionally stupid. his eyes briefly scan over gale's face, and he nods. ]
What do you do to get past it, Mr. Gale...?