Melkire scowled as men and women fussed over his shoulder. Bad enough that Kahn'a had had to pull the bullet out himself, back in Limsa; all of the regular practicioners of the Hall made themselves scarce at these bells, and there were none to be had currently.
So he ignored them and chose to scowl down at Swift instead. The commander returned his gaze.
"Is it true?"
"Gave the body to Llymlaen's waters m'self, Commander."
Swift smirked up at the sergeant. Not once had Melkire gone for "corpse," or "deceased"; always, it was "the body".
"...very well. C'kayah Tia is dead. Consider yourself debriefed, Sergeant. Dismissed."
Osric snapped a salute and pivoted on one heel, medical aspirants sticking to him like barnacles to a rotten hull.
So he ignored them and chose to scowl down at Swift instead. The commander returned his gaze.
"Is it true?"
"Gave the body to Llymlaen's waters m'self, Commander."
Swift smirked up at the sergeant. Not once had Melkire gone for "corpse," or "deceased"; always, it was "the body".
"...very well. C'kayah Tia is dead. Consider yourself debriefed, Sergeant. Dismissed."
Osric snapped a salute and pivoted on one heel, medical aspirants sticking to him like barnacles to a rotten hull.
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