Robin
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"Exile's Watch is kind of a shabby town if I'm bein' honest. Dunno how much it differed then compared t' now. Only person I've met so far with an abundance of wealthiness was Vaazva, and even then... Well, nevermind. Fact is, ye might be in for a shock."```

It was odd to the bandit, surely Aazkue had displayed signs of having been non-conscious throughout the duration of his branding with its consequences shining through the disbelief broadcasted in his eye. It brought the question as to what Kovrot intended to do with Kuouo had she and Aatkei managed to subdue and bring him to the Root-Crown. The bandit distinctly remembered her wanting to *Warn* The guardian, but after enduring Aazkue's feral state under the root, he concluded it must've been *Impossible.* As it turned out, perhaps it was the best for the ragged ex-highwayman to settle the pair's internal turmoil... Kovrot would've probably gotten all three of them killed.

Kuo painfully dragged himself over to Aazkue, letting his right leg fall limp and his left do all the lifting. His demeanor was all but threatening, though one could tell from a simple glance that he was irked, perhaps even more bothered by the limping slugishness that encumbered his movement than the pain.

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". . . So ya want me t' bring the doctor, huh? I can do that, but it might be a while - Hell, I'd bring this 'Vaarektak' too if I ever met 'im, but this is the first time I ever heard the dude's name."```

Kuouo extended his left paw out in front of Aazkue, holding it open and lightly lifting the guardian's chin so their gazes could meet. If the guardian unlocked his eyes from the ground, he'd meet the goat's confident, albeit almost cocky, smile.

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"Well whatever-th'-case, I'll make my way down to the doctor aight? Probably get myself fixed up nicely and get me a feast t' dine on cuz I'm fuckin' starvin'... But after that, I promise I'll bring the doc up here t' clear things up - He could prolly do it a lot better than I can, daheh!... I'd say it'd take a while for me t' limp all the way over there, but I've got just the idea-"```

Kuouo turned, facing away from Aazkue before hopping on one leg over to Cumhall. He'd look at the mercenary with a mischevious smile, grabbing him by each arm and swiveling him around 180 degrees before lunging himself up onto his new saddle - Cumhall's shoulders.

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"Giddy-up! Let's make our way t' the doctor's and quick! — I ain't that heavy, am I?"```
Keri
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"Yeah."
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He let Kuouo do the talking, after all it wasn't like he had anything to add to the conversation, having spent less than 2 minutes within the confines of Exiles Watch he hadn't exactly made an effort to become aquainted with the denizens or the general state of affairs.
He took the time to stretch his muscles, and spit out more of the dark serum, though he did still pay attention, what the bandit said was news to him aswell.

When Kuouo grabbed his arms he had expected him to perhaps put an arm around Cumhall's shoulder and use him as a crutch.
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- "Hey wh-" -
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Taken unawares he didn't put up too much of a fight, just a disgruntled scoff.
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- "Fine, but you're gonna have t' show the way, and give me that back, my ribs are starting to hurt." -
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He tool back his hip flask, taking a good swig and coughing, spitting out more serum and beginning the trek into  
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- "It's uh, well call me Cumhall, it'sa uh conmbu.." -
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His voice trailed off into a mumble and the last few words were untinelligable.
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- "It's the best i gotta offer" -
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He took another swig to avoid having to speak more.
Beverly
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- "...𝐹𝒾𝓃𝑒. ...𝒻𝒾𝓃𝑒."```

The Guardian spoke with a deep breath, shaking his head slightly as Kuouo approached. His mentioning that he had no idea who Vaarektaak — one of the most prominent Knights of Sol, and a close ally to Aazkue, himself — was, only further permeated his soul with the somberness and fear of change; so many things within the First Floor had been changed, and he still hadn't an idea what all had been *Lost, entirely.* The Exile's Watch, a town lacking in wealth and named after *Exiles,* Had overtaken the beautiful to-be city that he and his brother had planned for decades upon end, fighting with every ounce of might in their body to establish the foundations upon which it was to be built. And, yet, that city, in the hundreds of years that he had lost consciousness, *Had not been completed?* Where, oh where, did all his efforts disappear to?

He furled his hands tightly, their fingertips whitened further by the pressure withwhich he pushed them against the ground. Crippled, powerless, and without a single fragment of knowledge of the state-of-affairs of his very own Floor, Aazkue could not help but sorrow and grovel over his own pathetic state, as further pathetic as that may make him. He could only close his eyes and bite his tongue as the two departed, powerless even to investigate by himself.

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- "...𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹."```

Aazkue spoke softly as they began their departure, his eyes of crimson weakly opening, as he stared forward at the long road before himself. Yes... Perhaps, a moment was what he needed. A moment to wait. And a moment to process.

He could not, in this state of mind, make a clear judgment.
Anne
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As the two make departure in return toward the Exile's Watch, they cannot shake the feeling that they are being watched.
There is no tangible presence nor any particular reason to suggest such, yet their instincts would be put on edge by the strange sense of proximity to closely-watching eyes...```*

Their journey would not nonetheless not be interrupted, and the way to  would not be far. Still... The feeling that they were being watched was unshakably discomforting. They ought to keep their senses keen...