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[Caterina has been using this time to read up on everything she missed while in Paris. Needless to say that came to an abrupt end recently. While she laments losing the chance to read the words of the people she desperately misses, it is also for the best. She needs to move on. It does not take her long to start working out the necessary steps to do so.]

[Peace Patrol]

I am Cardinal Caterina Sforza; Father Abel Nightroad's superior. I would like to be added again to your filter and offer my services. I would tell you to feel free to investigate me if you do not recall my previous stay here but, that is now impossible. I will happily refer you to people who can vouch for my identity and character if need be.

[/end filter]

[After that filter Caterina is exiting her room. She has her coat with her in hand since putting it on is a lost cause for her. Whoever she runs into on the way outside will no doubt get suckered into helping her.]

[ooc; open action from second floor to castle gardens.]

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Perfect~! [WELP he'll get up and get to work procuring two cups like the over-eager puppy.]

...How are you finding yourself settling back into the swing of things, Caterina?

It's been promising so far. I've agreed to offer legal help to the Peace Patrol. It seems they are sorely lacking in that department.

Legal help?

It seems they have prisoners and not a clue what to do with them. Funny, isn't it?

[Caterina can see the humor in it at any rate.]

[h... HAHA; why yes, yes it is... isn't it?

Abel can't help but chuckle.]

Ironic, I'd say. I suppose your calling decided to reach across dimensions and tap you on the shoulder, hm?

It seems this line of work is my destiny, yes.

Are you happy about as much?

The work is satisfying to me.

Even here?

Even here. I suppose it's a relief as well. The situation is less dire here somehow.

[They aren't a step away from the end of humankind at any given moment.]

[and Caterina's health isn't in secret yet dire straits...]

...Mm. I can't help but feel a little like we're on vacation, even so. This work is 'tame' compared to the usual, isn't it? [he's returning to her to offer her teacup on a saucer.]

[She'll blow on it delicately before taking a sip.] It is, isn't it? I wonder what we should do with our vacation time.

[he's taking his cup to the chair again, cupping it in his lap for now. inb4 Caterina gets a world class lesson on Abel's Second Loss are you ready for this.]

That is the question, isn't it? After Paris, the sights around here are a little lackluster.

[She's eyeing the way he hasn't dropped tons of sugar in and sucked it down very carefully.]

Now Abel please be careful. The people here will mistake you for something other than a humble priest.

--Ha, that's... right! You don't know, yet, do you?

Oh, sure. Laugh it up, won't you? You have no idea how miserable I am. NO IDEA!

What are you going on about, Abel?

S... some weird loss... [the waves of angst... can you FEEL THEM...]

Temporary or?

How am I supposed to know?! It's been haunting me ever since we got back and I can't get rid of it!! It... it better be temporary, Caterina...

And what is this loss exactly?

Too terrible to name--!! It's the absolute worst thing to ever happen to me, Caterina!! My soul might shrivel up just thinking about it...

Your soul seems perfectly fine to me.

Wh... what, do you have some kind of soul radar? How do you know?

[Just this look, Abel. Can you feel a chill in your soul yet?]

...

[he can always feel that look in his soul... IN HIS VERY SOUL... and he twitches before distracting himself by WOEFULLY examining his sugarless tea.]

N... not so much as a single drop of sugar in my tea or I choke like it's sand or something. Can you believe it? Can you believe that, Caterina?!

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