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[He can't see the blood draining out of Mal's face, but it is.]

Maker's Balls. [She finally manages to say, choked.] Do they know who it is, are they putting them under custody?

[hearher]

Yes. James is taking care of it.

They put guards on the door to our room though, to make sure I'm safe while they investigate. He told me to keep it quiet so they don't cause a panic but I needed to make sure you're okay too.

You should come back. They might test you to make sure you're still you.

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Thank the Fucking Maker.

[Mal is peering out into the library, staff in her hand and looking all the world like she's going to get attacked right here and now by a blood mage.]

Yeah .. yeah. I am going to grab my notes and my book and head back. Shit, Carolus, they just admitted it to you?

[hearher]

That's right. On the crystals too. Anyone who was listening could have heard her.

[mal_adjusted]

...They must be really powerful.

[She's quiet for a moment.]

Could a Rifter have gone over to the Venatori?

[hearher]

I hope not. But if they have, the templars will make sure to stop them.

[mal_adjusted]

Okay, all right, I am coming back. It should only take me a few minutes - if it doesn't? Be wary.

[hearher]

Oh trust me being 'wary' is not something I have to even worry about right now.

Just be safe.

[mal_adjusted]

I ... invented paranoid, friend. No worries. Be there soon.

[Pause.]

Carlos, be careful please.

[hearher]

I will be. And there are templars here now so I'm safe.