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[This is Jade. Jade is, surprisingly enough, in a hospital gown, looking uncharacteristically displeased with his current predicament. However, he is here to report on his findings, and report he shall.]

So a recent experiment has led me to the conclusion that one, indeed, does not perish upon mortal injury on this planet. Much like the creatures themselves, the humans and other inhabitants have inherited this similar ability... However, I've been assured that breaking of bones and other injuries do not have those same qualities to be healed with a potion or healing arte, much to anyone's dismay...

[So he didn't break his arm, at least. But that leads him into a small sigh, straightening a little in the bed. Honestly, he's sure he's fine now but he's too comfortable to get up.]

With that out of the way, I've noticed that a certain red-headed troublemaker by the name of Luke fon Fabre does not seem to be with us anymore. It's for the better, honestly, seeing as he was a little... unique. ['Special snowflake', is more like it, but Jade's being as close to nice as he can get for someone who just died. He shrugs his shoulders lightly, a small smile on his face. Secretly, he is glad Luke has returned home, but it is very secret.]

Unfortunately, not much else to report. I think I shall conclude here.

[Private to Dist]
Also, Saphir, when you're available, you wouldn't mind making a run to the library in this city, would you? Seeing as you've been here so long to become a Goldenrod expert, I'll need a bit of assistance. [Also known as 'come visit me, bring me a book, Jade is bored'.]

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[His brow furrows in thought. He knows this world is utterly ridiculous, but there has to be an explanation for something this bizarre.]

Did you wake up here? Perhaps you were simply unconscious the entire time and someone found you.

I considered that as well, but it didn't seem as likely unless the nurses here had a seventh fonist, or the healing ability of this world that would have allowed me to recover fully within a day.

[He shrugs.] I feel like I'll need to interview the nurses.

That is a fair point. It would be difficult to fully recover from such an overdose in that amount of time. How strange...

[This world is truly astounding.]

Yes, I would do that. It could help us piece this together.

I'm more or less certain that the day that passed was used to restore my condition to its finest.

[And with that, Jade just smiles coldly.]

Glad you volunteered, Saphir.

[He didn't even realize he used "us" just then. Whoops, slip of the tongue.

He attempts to make a quick recover, like he meant it all along.]

I may as well since you took the time to give me all of the details.

[He nods. It's the closest Dist will get to a thanks, before the Necromancer turns back to the book in his lap. But before he begins to read, he pauses for one more question.]

Did you have anything else to ask or have I laid your concerns to rest?

No, I believe we can end that subject for now. I'm...

["Sorry for overreacting"? No, he can't bring himself to say that, because he still believes he has every right to be angered by what Jade did.]

... glad your attempt was unsuccessful.

[Yes, that was so much better.]

[With a small smirk, he nods. He understands that quite well.]

I appreciate it. Though I can't imagine you'd miss me had it worked.

[Back to fucking with you, Dist.]

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