"... You know, you don't need to join the war if you don't want to."
Blinking, Nelphy opened her mouth. She wanted to say something out of reflex, but stopped herself. "I… I get that you're worried about me. I'm worried too… But that doesn't mean I want to just sit here while the city is getting sacked."
Chuckling, Zac replied, "We're not getting sacked. Not quite. And I support whatever it is you want to do. Just… If you do decide to join the war effort, please tell me. And promise me that you'll follow orders from your higher-ups in the guild. That's one of the best ways to avoid running into more potential captors while on the job."
Knock, knock. "Mind if an old fart cuts in?"
"May I come in as well?" Kriff asked through the wall.
Zac supposedly didn't recognize the first voice, having only met Dedric briefly while behind a mask. But Nelphy recognized him without a second thought. "Come in!"
