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[thewhitepawn]

[Anduin's voice is once more quiet and lightly tinged with a well-composed disappointment. He had perhaps been a bit too-focused on finding a sembalnce of normalcy lately, and now...]

May Aunt Jaina find peace ...or at the very least the strength to ...get herself through what is to come.

[Because he knows what lies ahead for the departed Mage and feels nothing but sadness for it. More than the loneliness of an empty home, more than his homesickness and desire to see his father once more - this is still perhaps worse. The knowledge of what lay ahead for Jaina very soon now that she had gone home was heartbreaking. He sighs softly, the weariness creeping into his tone.]

Ah- tell me, what do you do when you have trouble sleeping?

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[thewhitepawn]

Like what? Do you do anything in particular?

[solitaire]

Whatever seems more interestin' at the time.

_{( Usually, it's blowing something up. Or stealing something. )}

[thewhitepawn]

I'll keep that in mind then, thank you.

[solitaire]

No one told you ta get drunk yet, did they?

[thewhitepawn]

Ah - no. Not yet...

[Though he's been considering it off and on.]

[solitaire]

If they do, I wouldn't recommend it.

[thewhitepawn]

I'll keep that in mind then, thank you.

[solitaire]

De rien. Good luck, on the sleepin' thing.

[thewhitepawn]

Thank you, very much. May I bother you long enough to ask for your name?

[solitaire]

Remy Lebeau. Or Gambit, if y'prefer.

[thewhitepawn]

Remy Lebeau ....Gambit. Got it.

My name's Anduin. Anduin Wrynn, to make it fair.

[solitaire]

Even exchange, hm? I like the way you work, Anduin.