[Whatever this is, it's either natural or an accident. No one else was involved. This wasn't something meant to strike at him in particular and meant to be a painful jab, and this wasn't something that was just the cruel manner of people and nature, stealing away something he loved and treasured. This isn't a letter left in an empty hive. This isn't a bloodied quadrant-ring he has to unwillingly remove.]
[Darkleer nearly sags in relief and presses lightly against the lance held to his throat, as if it doesn't matter that he was nearly struck.]
Oh thank god. [His eyes slip shut. AS hard as he can, he tries to regain a calm breathing pattern and cool the frenzy that had been starting in his mind.]
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[Whatever this is, it's either natural or an accident. No one else was involved. This wasn't something meant to strike at him in particular and meant to be a painful jab, and this wasn't something that was just the cruel manner of people and nature, stealing away something he loved and treasured. This isn't a letter left in an empty hive. This isn't a bloodied quadrant-ring he has to unwillingly remove.]
[Darkleer nearly sags in relief and presses lightly against the lance held to his throat, as if it doesn't matter that he was nearly struck.]
Oh thank god. [His eyes slip shut. AS hard as he can, he tries to regain a calm breathing pattern and cool the frenzy that had been starting in his mind.]
Lysunder. Calm down. It's only me.