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"Yes, very true," Assassin said. She gave a slightly forced giggle. It was amusing, but she wasn't in the best mood for laughing.
"Do you...think she's pretty?" she asked quietly, not able to meet his gaze as she forced the question out.
"My name..?" the girl said softly. "You can call me Pan, I suppose."
She got up and slowly moved down the aisle, her dress gracefully swaying about her legs.
"The magus isn't here," she whispered as she passed them. "The Servant of Chaos is already dead."
With that, she exited the doors, which closed behind with a solemn finality.
"It was...nothing important," she said, breaking the silence and trying not to wonder what was going on with that girl.
"The administrator?" Duphaston said, amused. "No, that would be the woman at your feet."
He observed the girl, with her unusual appearance and dress, and gave a small smile.
"Master of Rider, if I recall," he said, "though I don't sense your Servant with you."
He didn't state the obvious; Duphaston wasn't one to wait for word to get to him. He'd stationed many familiars around the city for simple observation of the War's proceedings, one of which had surveyed the events surrounding the ruins the previous evening.
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