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Heya, guys. I'm sure a few of you um, already know what I'm gonna say.

[Chris definitely doesn't look as cheery as usual, but also not terribly upset; mostly he just seems a little drained, but otherwise calm enough.]

Em's uh... Emily's gone. So I guess I'm gonna have to take over for her in the 'telling people like it is' department, and I'd add like, the 'being right' one but I'm already right at least as often as she is. However, I'm totally not doing the sewing or getting up early to run the coffee cart parts. Gonna need other people to step in on those.

[And okay, joking aside, he takes a deep breath and continues.]

I know um, I know a lot of people here knew her, but not necessarily much about uh... What we're going back to, at home, since I don't think she talked about it much. So if anyone has any questions about that, I can probably answer, and hopefully that'll make things... You know. A little easier?

[Worrying about what people are returning to is usually the hardest part on him, when someone leaves, after all. Oh, and one more thing--]

Wolfie's still here, by the way. So no one freak if you see him with me; as Em always said, he only bites if you're an asshole.

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I'm sorry for your loss.

What is a 'Wolfie'?

Thanks.

He's a wolf that we ran into back home, and he showed up here with one of my friends a few months ago.

Oh. I thought I sensed something like that around here.

He is your pet?

You've got some sort of cool sensing power thing?

I wouldn't say that, exactly, since he's still a wild animal who would eat my face off if he wanted. But he acts like a pet, mostly; he hangs out with us, lets us know when monsters are around, that sort of thing. It's nice having him around.

[Once he's gotten used to there being a real live wolf in the house, anyway.]

No. I am a werewolf. I can smell him.

Be careful. Even a tamed beast can snap and harm those around it.

Oh. That definitely explains that.

Yeah, I know, but I guess the risk is worth it. And I mean, you can say the same thing about a person too.

You are correct.

This 'Wolfie' is capable of discerning whether or not someone is an... asshole?

Well, I dunno. Emily liked to say that, but I think he can just tell if someone's being aggressive. Or if they're a monster or something.

That, I would believe.

I'd like to meet it sometime.

Sure, no problem. It's good for him to meet more people here anyway.

Thank you.

Let me know if there's anything I can do to help you with your loss.

I will, thanks.

What's your name, by the way?

Romulus Hart. First lieutenant.

I'm a member of our current Guard, but my rank is from my former world.

Oh, cool, nice to meet you. I'm Chris; I'm not in the Guard but I know a lot of the people who are.

I don't know many of the others yet.

I'm still somewhat new to the city. Compared to others, anyway.

Yeah, some of us have been around for a pretty long time now.

When'd you get here?

Several months ago. Alongside the three headed serpents.

Huh. That doesn't sound familiar, so it might've been the month or two I was gone; that was a few months ago.

[So the timing probably does work out.]

You left and then came back?

I know someone else who did that.

Yeah, and it was pretty weird.

There's a few people it happened to, yeah. Who is it you know?

Morgan. He lives near me. I've met him a few times.

[You know, if you call 'harassing and stalking' meeting.]

[Same difference. Going by either definition, though--]

I don't think I know him, which is a little weird for me.

He keeps to himself. You'd remember him if you met him.

He's a very difficult person. It may be for the best.

I'll keep that in mind.

[It isn't clear through text, of course, but Chris isn't that serious; he's not too concerned, although he's not dismissing Rome's assessment either.]

Next time Wolfie and I are out near the Guardpost I'll stop in and see if you're there, if that sounds good?

I would appreciate that, thank you.

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