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[lingeringhope]

[Hope's voice is clear and clipped.]

If you would like to leave a message, you may do so here. I can't promise to respond. I have many demands on my time, and this sort of thing is far down the list. Still, if you would like to, you may.

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[cowardley]

[ it's cautious and hesitant. she wonders if the answer doesn't matter. civilizations die out all the time, but to die out with gods watching over you? ] ...What happened to them?

[lingeringhope]

They are dead. I don't particularly want to talk about it. [He does, though, seem genuinely sad for a moment.]

[cowardley]

Oh, I'm... I'm sorry, I understand. [ a pause, and then: ] Do you think that the same thing will happen to us? I don't... You don't have to give any details, I just... [ the last thing she wants to do is push at him, but she's a worries over everything. ] Should we be worried?

[lingeringhope]

I can't say for sure, but whatever happens, I will do my utmost to protect you.

[cowardley]

A-All right. Thank you. [ this does not give her confidence in the future ]

[lingeringhope]

You're welcome.