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[weifinder]

Master Zenobius was recovered from where he'd collapsed in a dry well. We have him resting and sleeping safely now, to those who may be concerned.

Ah, and for those of a mind for it, several... memories of his were shared in not entirely useful ways with me. I'll run through them for those wishing to hear about them, if there are any of you. After answering initial questions, ah?

( ooc: first comment will be wei wuxian's sharing of what he learned via Empathy, please go "..." and yell at him, Jiang Cheng or Lan Sizhui, or Wen Qing on principle. )

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[weifinder]

Not only I.

( so little he gives in return for his tells this conversation, but that happens when he's tried, when he's masked so thoroughly all he is becomes the calm found in the middle of a storm. dark eyes track five's actions, each small twitch, and he blinks before he snorts, shaking his head. oh, if only, if only. )

Of the undead lords? They hunger, to no surprise, but I couldn't say I learned enough of them when compelled, nor was I the only one. That we resist has more to do with the pulse in our veins than anything else I suspect, but it was hardly like they cared about us personally. Not even Anurr.

[somebadnews]

[ Five is trying his best not to get derailed by the attempt to play at his conscience. Which he can only assume is what he's doing, however subtly.

He is relieved that it wasn't as bad as it could have been. It was still a steep price to pay for some relief from the mirror, and he wouldn't have done it if he'd known at the time. He's just not the greatest at expressing these things. ]

In that case, why didn't they kill you?