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[It was hard getting used to life as nobility again. Guy kept finding himself doing things - getting the groceries, making himself meals, even cleaning - things that the maids would usually do for a count. He knew he was probably looked down on it, and that Peony was encouraging him to hire some maids (which tended to present its own problems), but... it felt too weird, going from the one serving others to the one being served.

As such, he's done a little grocery shopping of his own today. He's a bit preoccupied looking down at said groceries, making sure he's got everything.

And then he looks up.]

Oh man, now where am I?

[It takes him less than half a second that none of the buildings here look like those in Grand Chokmah. He looks behind him, back the way he came from. Nothing there. And so he wanders, looking for some sign of how to get home. Holding a bag of groceries he really will need to put down sometime...]

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[Ah, he was right. Still, this train of thought is going in uncomfortable directions. If Luke didn't want them there, why were they there?]

How did they get there, then?

[He's got a feeling he's not going to like the answer]

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[... Luke lets out a sigh, looking away as he does so. Yeah, he has a feeling Guy isn't going to like where this is going.]

They were attached to me when I was brought to Luceti... Another world. I can't just get them off, though; If they get cut off, then... I'd end up dying.

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[Yeah, Guy does not like where this is going. There are so may things about that sentence he's almost not sure where to start. Another world?

... was this another world?]

Who exactly is doing this, and why?

[He's scowling, though it's not Luke he's mad at. Who would be idiot enough to give that much of a weak spot to someone, and for what purpose? And why the hell was Luke brought to another world?]

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[Luke sounds a little resigned as he speaks. He doesn't like it, but at the same time, there isn't a lot he can do about it. He knows Guy is getting angry, and he knows why, but it still makes him want to withdraw. He doesn't really like it when Guy is mad.]

They're called the Malnosso. They're doing it to... experiment on us. They want to get back to their home, so... they're using us to find a way out. [That's what he gathered, anyway.]

The problem is, a lot of experiments are just... cruel. And sometimes I can't even get the point of them... and the war...

[He has to stop there. The drafts bring back bad memories.]

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[He's not happy. Not happy at all. That this group, these Malnosso, would just do this, do this to Luke of all people, and others too, if that "us" is anything to go by. Use him in experiments - ones that he can only imagine are painful or damaging and what was that about a war? Knowing that they were making Luke fight to kill others, knowing how much Luke hated that...?

Oh no, he's not happy at all.]

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[But if there's one thing Guy is well-versed in, it's keeping his anger under control. And within seconds it's reigned in and locked down. Luke. Luke is what's important now. He's the one who's been living through all this.

Still... damn Luke he left you alone for a month...]

Man, and here I thought we'd taken care of everything... When did this happen?

[In addition, Luke will probably notice Guy's hand on his shoulder now, giving it a comforting squeeze. He can and will hug you again if you need it.]

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[He notices. And he looks down at it, because it's easier and, as Guy thought, comforting. Easier than looking at his eyes, anyway.

Luke has to pause and frown slightly, too, because Luceti's calendar just works so differently from Auldrant's. He'd been in Luceti for... how long? A little more than a year? So, in Auldrant time, that's...]

Six or seven months ago...?

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[The hand on Luke's shoulder tightens in shock. Six or seven months? But...]

Luke, I only saw you a month ago.

[Not that he disbelieves you. He expects you've got an explanation for that too, and he's not going to like it any more than anything already has. Six to seven months... Luke's been stuck for half a year in this place?]

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I... I know.

[He knows it's hard to believe. He knows it, and yet he still feels frustrated over it. How else is he supposed to explain and make it believable? It is real!]

Look, time passes by differently there! While I'm there, Auldrant kind of... stops for a while. So when I get back, it'll be like nothing happened to me.