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The Squire sighed again. "I can't... promise you anything. She's gone through some s**t herself. She wasn't exactly happy with me the last time I asked her this... But I will ask." Necro picked himself up off the ground, and sat on the edge of the bench.

"...It's not your fault you know. You're doing what you have to... To survive. We all are. Both sides."

"I... am sorry about your General, and your Mentors. I can only imagine how that felt." He'd lost his generals before.. But that was an entirely different feeling then what Gismondine must have gone through.

"... I suggest starting with someone you can trust. Talk to them. See if they can help. Be it giving you an idea... or actually getting you out. Anything is good to start with."

"It doesn't have to be my side. Just talk. To whoever you think will listen to you. What does all that Negaverse data say about purification. What does anyone know about it."

Necro reached out, setting a hand on the General's shoulder gently, hoping he didn't startle the other too much. "Breathe. You're safe right now, I promise. What does your boyfriend think? He might be able to help you."

Necro nodded. "I'll ask." He promised. "We'll figure something out."