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[It is night, the very earliest of hours in the new day, and Louis is sitting in a dully lit room. The color of the light is a dull blue, and his face is mostly in shadow. The darkness outside and the blue-teal light give his white skin -- what can be seen of it -- a very unhealthy hue. However, his voice is soft and curious in tone, and welcoming in its calmness]

One of my most favorite of memories of my home were the crawfish. Platters full of bright red crawfish, freshly caught, steaming and soon to be bathed in seasoned butter.

[Being in the Water district has brought these distant memories back and they make him smile slightly as he thinks on it. He couldn't now remember what crawfish tasted like but he remembered that he had enjoyed it.]

Do they have here what any of you recall fondly from your own homes? More surprising to me is not what all is different here, but how much is so similar, to what I once knew.

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[Raine glances down for a moment in turn, and there's something a little melancholy about her expression when she looks up again.]

Not any more. My younger brother was here for a few months, but... he's gone now.

[She firms the line of her mouth, and drags herself back to businesslike conversation with a visible shift.]

It's not out of the question that you may find people you knew eventually, however, if that's why you ask. There are a number of people who have found their friends again here, even those they thought dead.

[Claudia, his mind cruelly suggests immediately after hearing that news. Louis closes his eyes as memories of her come to him, how her tiny body fit against him in his coffin, her smile after a successful night of killing, the paleness of her in the the moonlight and pinkness as the sun rose.

Just as interesting as her news of this possibility, no matter how remote, is her emotion over her own personal loss. He has great empathy for her in that brief display of emotion.]

I am sorry, for your loss. What is your name? What was his name?

[Hard not to guess he's thinking of someone he might like to see again. Raine's quiet as he closes his eyes, not wanting to intrude on that emotion; when his attention is back in the here and now, she answers.]

Raine Sage. I run the Healers' Guild, here. My brother's name is Genis.

[That's a little less melancholy. She'll see him again, after all. She just misses him.]

And yours?

Raine Sage... [It's a pretty name, a little exotic, like the color of her hair he muses quietly to himself. She's rather interesting.]

I am Louis. [Pronounced in the French manner, Louie.]

What do you do at the Healer's Guild? Is it a teaching facility, a hospital?

[She's also completely oblivious.]

It's nice to meet you, Louis.

[She mimics his pronunciation almost precisely.]

A little of both. I teach my artes to those who can learn them, as do the other healers; the more mundane methods of healing are passed down, as well. Additionally, we treat anyone who comes to us, regardless of race. Ideally, the Guild serves as a neutral body, interested in the well-being of the people of the city above anything else.

[Here now is a conundrum; from the moment he found himself here Louis has been wondering on the probability of kedan blood for nourishment, he has wondered on the availability of donated blood and if that would be poison or not. Would donated blood, kept stored, be like dead blood to him and a poison?

Would she even know? Would she wish to help him if she did?

Louis makes a small hum as he considers these questions though he shares none of them with her for now.]

I would be interested in visiting the guild. I have no healing abilities of my own but the art does hold curiosity for me.

[She might. He's no monster, after all, or at least doesn't seem that way.]

Certainly. It's in the Water sector.

[Raine pauses, and in a moment the console Louis is at will show a location ping, for the Guild building.]

Do you see that?

Even if you have no magic of your own, it's possible you may be able to learn some, or at least the more mundane aspects of the art. If you're interested.

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