[ he feels lucky, too. dimly, at the back of his mind. losing her would be — no, he can't consider it. there's no time. fitz tries his damnedest to choke out the concern, even as he opens messages to strange and daisy in separate windows. what can he say? ]
I will.
[ illya is steadfast, proving himself to be even more dependable than fitz first suspected, with this update. ]
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I will.
[ illya is steadfast, proving himself to be even more dependable than fitz first suspected, with this update. ]
Are you alright?