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Okay, I get it. [ Tess' tone is brusque, cool, almost flippant. She feels fucking weird talking into a locket, of all things, but it's been a long damn time since she's had anything like a phone, so hey, might as well try this out, right? ] This place is magic. Fairies, trolls, goblins, whatever. You have 'em. Like some kind of fucking fairy tale. [ She honestly isn't sure what to believe right now, so she's getting right to the point. ] I just have one question for you. Cordyceps. Have you heard of it? And more importantly, is it here?

[ Tess glances aside for a moment, her eyes flashing with - fear, maybe. Not that she would ever admit that. ] Because I can live with magic and shit if there's no infection to worry about.

[ Whatever 'living' might entail here, anyway. ]

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[ It hurts, the way he keeps cutting her off, like he can't stand to look at her. She gets it, but it hurts. If she's dead, and now back, well. She can't imagine how she'd be feeling if the situation was reversed.

But it hurts, too. He can't be even a little glad to see me? She spoke to Ellie, the girl implied it had been a while since... well. Since Boston. But she's afraid to ask, afraid to learn how long it's actually been for him.

And yet, she's still desperate to see him, and frustrated that he won't tell her where he is so she can find him. He's the only thing that makes even the tiniest bit of sense so far in this place, and he keeps hanging up on her.

When eventually she hears his voice on the locket again, she blinks in surprise, and it takes her a moment to come up with a response. Part of her wants to snap at him; I asked you first, asshole. But what good would that do? Probably just get him to hang up again, and that's the last thing she wants. ]

Some... castle. They call it Caer Scima or something. I've only been here a couple days, there was a huge fucking... feast or something, more food than I've ever seen in my life.