Well... we got attacked. By what seems to be another expedition party... it was hard to tell. But we routed them.
<Pain in the butt—>
(CLANG)
<—but I can do this. It's part of my Noble Phantasm, to literally forge anything... except the concept of "no time and no effort" wasn't really included in it.>
-Roger has managed to (with what he insists was the invaluable assistance of Mac's strength) push himself to sit upright in bed. He still doesn't look too flash, though, skin still pale and only marginally able to shift himself around-
Nhmh...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?(OF COURSE that fuckin little Scot is right there with him, fretting over him like, well... if she had kids.)
Teiketeisey, aye...? Dunnaeooverdooet, dunnae'xhaustyersel'...
(Gently pats his shoulder in between taking down further notes on his condition.)
...Hae'sth'nausea...? Yethenkyegootetenyefersummatwi'mooreproteintodee...?
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Maybe... I think so... yeah... yeah let's try it.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Kitchen
Homura: Hmm. (thinks for a couple moments) You said those that were from here went down on an expedition, and that those who were hostile were hiding in the shadows?
Basement
Sayaka: (has now reached the doorway leading to the smithy) Huh? What do you mean?
The damned queen and the relentless knight.

Pool
Sayaka: <What?>
Kitchen
Homura: And these were underground?
The damned queen and the relentless knight.