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[cupio]

[ She's still the worst at subterfuge. But that's all right as long as she has people to keep her on the right track. ]

Yeah.

[ Without thinking she touches the translator tucked into her ear. It feels like a part of her now. Maybe that's how they win. ] I'll be careful.

[mousquetaire]

[ D’Artagnan sees where she touches and he nods, agreeing. He wouldn’t even understand what she was saying without those earpieces. Not completely. His English is still piecemeal, and he imagines her French is much the same – if she speaks any at all. ]

Good. I will, too.

[cupio]

[ She'd probably insult his mother on accident and considering d'Artagnan's reaction to that it wouldn't work in her favour. ]

Good.

[ She nods firmly like they've just made some kind of pact. Maybe in the teenage world they have. ] Because I swear I will help your friend resurrect you so he can punch you. [ She's never spoken to Athos but he has that vibe about him. ] I'll learn necromancy just so I can.

[mousquetaire]

[ D'Artagnan can't help but laugh. ]

He'd probably go along with that. Please don't suggest it.

Anyway, I'll be fine. And so will you, if I'm looking after you.

[cupio]

[ She grins at that. ]

Look, it's just incentive for you to keep out of trouble. I think I'm doing a public service here.