[IRP] The Dead One Calls

[Lavi]

Cecily simply could not accept Lita's explanation. What kind of dancer would travel with no one other than a bodyguard? Wouldn't solo performers stick to local areas until they are picked up by a troupe? Despite all of this, Cecily's thoughts unknowingly paralleled Lita's; everyone else seemed to be more intent on questioning the brigand instead of identifying these newcomers. Then there is Satsume suddenly suggesting they pick another fight with the local brigands. Cecily had to resist the urge to punch him in the chest, instead giving his wound a sharp poke.

"Did the brigand clobber your brains as well as your innards? You are in no condition to be fighting anything right now. Did you happen to pack a vulnerary, for Elimine's sake? We do not even have a guarantee that this Leroy would come, tonight or at all!" Cecily glared at Satsume. In her burst of emotion, it slipped her mind that perhaps Satsume was sane enough to consider seeking some medicine beforehand.

She flashed Lita and Goldhardt another stern look. It seemed like they were going to be doing whatever they wanted at this rate, to Cecily's chagrin.