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Coral

[There is a circular table with seven chairs lined around it. In the center of the table, there is a bowl with fire burning pleasantly inside it. It seems to be the only source of light in the room. The flames flash upon a few items spread across the table: A spool of black thread, a worn though plenty sharp knife, a wooden cup with a faint coopery smell, and a saucer of seven smooth, black stones.]

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Yeah. Without other input.

[Sorry Anemone but he does agree she's an automatic no.]

[. . . siiighs]

We don't know exactly what lies on the other side. For something potentially dangerous, someone with more experience needs to go.

[He does wish he could argue that logic.]

...If you aren't careful I'll make your life hell.

[relaxes some, pulling up a confident grin]

I'll be fine.

...Tell me that when you get back just fine.

[Not convinced by the bravado.]

[handwaaave]

Yeah, yeah.

[NOT EXACTLY HAPPY WITH IT EITHER]

Seriously, Kit.

I know.

[sobering a bit, dropping some of the bravado]

I'll be careful.

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