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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.