Nightshift 27: M1-M40 block hallway

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Recluse turned the corner into the cell block hallway, still internally ranting about Landel. He was used to being the one in control of people like that infuriating doctor. There was a whole recruitment program for 'Mad Scientists' in Arachnos.

The vast majority of them ended up being killed by their on projects. Often in quite amusing, bloody, agonizing ways. That one little thought made everything seem just a little bit better.

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Considering that felt that his fears were well justified, Larsa quickly angled his flashlight so Gabranth could catch his condescending stare. T'was one he usually caught his brother giving to those from the Senate, and even though the very thought of his sibling made his heart pang, the child mentally swatted it away.

"What Emperor would I be if I've not the right to worry for my people, much less my own guardian?" Larsa asked in a challenging tone before releasing his own sigh, one more fitting for a man thrice his age.

"My greatest fear was that you've been taken for experimentation, much like what Adelheid endured the other night." He finally confessed. He'd been one of the few whom witnessed how helpless his roommate was, and it was nothing short of horrific to imagine the very same expression from the man that stood next to him.

"... Yes." Though it was easy to tell that his mind was elsewhere when he answered.

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The man fought to keep his usual gruffly stoic face, hiding the smile that threatened to creep onto his face and further insult the boy. He nodded to Larsa, looking properly chided. "A poor one, you would be." He did not like the risks the young Emperor was taking, but he was not so detached to not understand what motivated Larsa to put himself in danger. Despite the fact he had come relatively unharmed - and the fact he could protect himself. It was hard for the guardian to come to grips with the latter.

"I see. T'is fair enough. I just pray you would use more caution, should it truly occur." He found it almost humorous how he was much more worried for the boy than for himself. And if Larsa should ever see it come to pass to himself... he was not sure how, but he would venture forth to the rooms alone.

Before he moved to turn to the hallway where they were to meet the Lady, the judge stopped, looking down with an inquisitive expression. "Is something else amiss?"

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Though Gabranth's first statement didn't do much to pull the child from his thoughts, Larsa quickly glanced up to meet the latter's gaze when he was called out for it soon after. He gave a sheepish smile at that before shaking his head as if attempting to justify his next words.

"'Tis nothing worth worrying over, Gabranth. For now we must not keep lady Celes waiting. T'would do no good to give her that impression." After all, she was both a sophisticated woman and a General, and Larsa would see fit to honor her as highly as he would his own Judge Magisters. And so, with a slow nod, he began to wander over to the set of doors that lead them to the next Hallway.

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