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[ Bakura's drawing on every relevant mannerism of his host and thus "Ryou" on screen looks distressed and hesitant, his voice wavering slightly before he clears his throat and speaks. ]

I'm very sorry if this is, ah, inappropriate from someone who is a very new arrival to this city. But, in light of the Emperor's tragic death--

[ a moment of flawlessly feigned unsurety and he looks flustered ]

-- or, um... murder. I don't mean to make light of it! That is, I was wondering if... someone should organize a memorial, or-- or the like. I've noticed some of the kedan doing small things? I didn't have the opportunity to speak to her but... I just thought perhaps it would be respectful.

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[This is exactly the kind of thing Korra needed to hear.]

That's a wonderful idea, Ryou. There should be something we can do to pay our respects.

I'm glad you think so, Miss Korra. It's a very small thing, but I thought perhaps it might help...

[An approving rumble.] Now that is what I call respectful; we certainly should.

[ WELP THAT SURE IS A TALKING DRAGON. The surprise at this isn't entirely feigned, though Bakura's thought more along the lines of why are Atlanteans here which, outwardly, looks pretty much the same as why is the dragon real and why is it talking. ]

I'm... very glad you think so, ah... sir.

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Of course I do; I cannot say I agreed with her, all the time, but she did a great many things for us, as well, and it is--was, [he amends a little belatedly,] a difficult position she held: I do not envy Evandau it, at all.

And there is certainly no need to call me sir; my name is Temeraire. Pray, what is yours?

Nor do I. I wonder if there's anything we can do to help him...

Oh, um. Sorry, I've never-- I didn't know what the proper way to address you was. My name is Ryou Bakura.

At the very least, we must be more vigilant: I doubt very much we will be able to fight our enemy properly without him, much less return home safely.

It is very nice to meet you, Mr Bakura, though of course I wish it were under better circumstances. [The young man's hair is very interesting, Temeraire notes absently, for his age, but now is hardly the time to mention it.]

Do you have any suggestions? He must be having a terribly hard time of it right now.

Um, just Ryou is fine please. Mr Bakura is how people call my father. But it's very nice to meet you too, Temeraire.

I would suggest patrols around the palace, but you understand it would be very difficult to enforce such a thing: not when the assassin might well have been a foreigner themselves. I do not think the kedan could have dared to do such a thing.

But surely, there must have been some kind of clue left...

Of course there must have been, but that hardly means the assassin was the only one who wished to kill the Emperor: merely the only one who succeeded.

[Perhaps her death has made him paranoid. He adds, after a moment:] Though it would be a stupid thing to do, for anyone who understood how very important she was.

[ Bakura's definitely noticed a lot more paranoia around, but that's to be expected and it's not the first time he's witnessed what the death of a ruler can do to a kingdom. ]

Because of... that name?

More than that: it was her power which summoned us here. I can imagine why someone might take exception to her; I cannot think why they would take their revenge by removing their means of returning home.

You mean-- we can't return now??

Well--

[He pauses, considering: it is usually at this point in the conversation where Laurence interjects as the voice of reason, and points out several convincing flaws in Temeraire's argument, but with Laurence very clearly not here, he supposes it is up to him to be the placating one: or try, at the very least.]

--well, that is to say, there are certainly people who have gone from the turtle, since the Emperor's death, but one cannot tell where they have gone, and that is not quite the same thing as sending everyone home, once the war is over.

No... I suppose it isn't. I'm sorry, this is all... very much to take in at once.

Oh, of course: I beg your pardon, I did not mean to pile it all upon you, like that. [Bravely:] And there are a great many foreigners here, who have traveled in time, and between worlds: I am sure they will be able to figure out a way for all of us to get home, even without the Emperor's magic.

[ Bakura smiles, making it seem as though Temeraire's words have helped him a great deal. ]

You're very kind for saying so. I must confess... you're not very much like dragons I'd read about.

[Temeraire blinks, gratified. What a pleasant and polite young man!]

Is that so? I expect the dragons you have read about are all very rude, and kidnap princesses, and attack knights?

[ He laughs awkwardly, as though having been found out. ]

A-Ah well... something like that, yes. I mean no offense by it though!

[Constant exposure to the trope here has, at the very least, rendered him indulgent rather than indignant.]

Well, it is only to be expected, I suppose, and anyway it is not your fault: it is not as if you were the one who wrote the stories, to begin with. Where is it you are from, Ryou?

[ "Egypt". ]

From Japan... I live in Domino, specifically.

Oh, Japan! [He brightens, as ever, at the mention of a familiar name.] That is quite close to China, is it not? I have never been, but I should like to visit, sometime. But in that case I am very surprised at the stories you have heard, about dragons: surely we are not thought of as so malevolent, there?

Mm, not that far from China. Where are you from? It must be a world not so unlike my own, if you know places like China and Japan.

Not necessarily malevolent, no. There are certainly many kinds of stories but they don't really express... that dragons talk much.

My egg was laid in China, though I was raised in England; I have gone back once, and should like to visit again, though I do not know if it will be possible for some time, with the war.

Oh, well, the dragons in the stories all sound quite feral: one cannot really blame them for not talking much, when they have not been raised around people, and do not speak the language.

[ Bakura lets himself smile a little, as Ryou does when he recalls something both dear to him and sad. ]

My mother was from England.

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