sixty-eighth labyrinth

[lord_wizard]

[Felix's tone is soft and weary as he speaks into the journal]

Should anyone wish it, I can ward against nightmares. It's a quick and simple spell, most effective if done just prior to sleep.

Send a message with your name, room number, and time you wish to retire. Or questions, if you have any. My name is Felix Harrowgate, if we are not acquainted.

[It's the least he can do, he figures]

Comments

[lord_wizard]

[Maybe too neutral]

Unpleasant?

[thraxios]

[Uh-oh. He knows that tone.]

Would you characterize it otherwise?

[lord_wizard]

[There's a short, tense silence while he presses a hand to his forehead.]

No. I only wish you were not always so coldly objective about everything.

[thraxios]

[Gideon bristles at that characterization of his words. After a few moments, he writes back.]

Considering I spent the duration unawares, it'd be rather melodramatic of me to rend my garments over it.

[lord_wizard]

[Another pause before he replies]

No, that's for me to do, it seems.

[thraxios]

Oh?

[lord_wizard]

[He sighs heavily] Nearly every time the castle does something like this we are deprived of our magic and thus any chance I might usually have to be of any help whatsoever. Even then I've never been entirely excluded until shortly after you arrive, but it does little to spare my feelings when Ashura is in ribbons and another friend that is dead.

[thraxios]

[His hand is motionless for some time before, feeling strangely hesitant, he writes back.]

You have my condolences, Felix.

[lord_wizard]

[He suspects Gideon doesn't entirely mean it, at least in regards to Ashura, but he decides not to say so]

And you have my appreciation.

[thraxios]

[Gideon feels for Felix without reservation; just don't ask about his concern for Ashura's welfare outside that context. >>]

Do you need anything?

[lord_wizard]

[The few things he can think of are not productive to his well-being - or at least, probably worse than running himself ragged with worry]

Just some sleep.