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[ruinsprofessor]

--"Raine Sage. I can't reach the console right now. If it's an emergency, don't wait to get a hold of me, keep moving. I'm sure I'll hear about it soon. If not, leave a message and I'll contact you when I can."

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[ruinsprofessor]

[Yup she definitely does. That, and the earlier request is all Raine needs to keep talking. And talking. And talking. Theories about mana and the nature of light and what it means to be a summon spirit, really, born from mana itself.]

[She's not exactly quiet, but there's something a little softer than her usual vibrant enthusiasm in the way she expounds. She shifts occasionally; rests her chin in her hands, at one point leans back to glance off to the side at something. For the most part, though, it's just Raine and her words, shifting from one related idea to the next as easily as the current changes.]

[There are a few natural stopping points, here and there, but she only ever pauses briefly. Won't stop, in fact, until there's some indication from Bakura.]

[denyamenti]

[ He lets her go for the better part of an hour, and rouses himself on his end of the audio feed when it feels like she's elucidated long enough for his odd request. ]

Thank you. I... know this was a strange thing, to ask.

[ruinsprofessor]

It's fine.

[Besides, she likes the opportunity to go on at length.]

Bakura...

[What does she even say? Raine isn't even sure what's sparked this, though she can probably guess, if she puts her mind to it. He's... not okay.]

You know where to find me, should you [need] want to.

Lunch out, next time?

[denyamenti]

Aa... I know.

Yeah. That sounds okay.

[ruinsprofessor]

All right.

[She isn't going to belabor the point. But she is going to do something nice for him. Even if all she can manage is taking him out to lunch, at least she knows somewhat of his tastes by now, right?]

Then... good night, Bakura.

[denyamenti]

Goodnight, Raine.