[The news settles. She's silent, processing. A flicker of fear races down her spine. Sabriel shushes it. There's time for that later.] I... understand. I was not yet aware, no. [And why is Benevenuta the one to pass her this information, or any information at all? She is wise enough not to ask about that.] And the rest? Have you heard of their safety?
( there is a delay before this next message. benevenuta's voice is careful on the other end of the crystal; precise, as if she is choosing each word and setting it down like a jeweler. )
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[The news settles. She's silent, processing. A flicker of fear races down her spine. Sabriel shushes it. There's time for that later.] I... understand. I was not yet aware, no. [And why is Benevenuta the one to pass her this information, or any information at all? She is wise enough not to ask about that.] And the rest? Have you heard of their safety?
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[A small sigh.] I appreciate you taking the time to tell me, Benevenuta. [She does, sincerely.] This will not stand for long. You have my word.
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I would be most grateful to be kept appraised.