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the night of the shitshow, after istredd's message.

[exuviage]

[ dan heng's handwriting, normally so neat and tidy, is cramped, letters looping together.

he knows, thanks to that message from istredd and talking with cassian, that things are not good in thorne. ]

cadens was attacked. i'm safe.

[flagrates]

[ It's a moment longer than Dan Heng would probably like before he gets a response; Clive is trying to make sure the people in the castle are safe. ]

Thank you.
Do you remember Cid? Find him, if you need anything. He'll help you.

[ Not that Dan Heng isn't perfectly capable of taking care of himself. Its just nice to have back up. ]

[exuviage]

[ ... Cid? Something about the other man just made him seem like he could easily slot himself into any conversation he liked regardless of prior acquaintance, and Dan Heng hadn't questioned it. Apart from getting full-name-toned at for his portal antics, he'd assumed that Cid's.... casualness was just part and parcel for the man himself recovering from centuries of being something like an uncle, not because he had any particular relation to Clive and Jill. ]

i know him

[ he keeps getting asked to hold wrenches and help align plates at work by him. ]