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[It was over. Everything was over now. And once again, much as it was after they had dealt with Diavolo, Emil finds himself limping back home, exhausted and in pain and vaguely sick at the realization that they'd had to kill Zelman to end all of this. Although he wasn't the one who struck the killing blow, it still distresses him to know that he played a role in the whole thing. At least everyone is safe now... right? He takes his journal out and opens it to ask.]

I-is everyone all right? It's... we stopped Zelman. It's over now... [His voice is tired, shaky, with a slight note of disbelief.]

[Now he just hopes he can make it home without collapsing first.]

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[He's trying to hide it, really... at least his injuries have been mostly taken care of thanks to Richter's magic.

He finishes the water and sets the empty glass down on the bedside table.]

I'm sorry for making you come all the way here...

I don't mind, really. I'd be worried for you to be here by yourself after everything that's happened.

I'm all right. And what about you, you got attacked, didn't you?

[Emil looks concerned.]

I didn't get bitten. That's the important thing, right?

Right. I fought one of the vampires... I think.

You really shouldn't have left the clinic. Richter was upset about it, too.

... I know. But I had to do something.

...

Mithos?

[He may be on the naive side, but even he can tell that something is wrong.]

I'm going to get you some more water, okay?

Okay...

Thanks.

[Once more he takes the glass, then thinks of something.]

Um, if you're thirsty, you can help yourself too...

Oh...Thank you.

Or if you're hungry, you can get something to eat too.

[Well, Emil's been picked on and treated badly himself, so he doesn't want to do that to anyone else.]

I'm not hungry, but I'd be glad to make you something.

I'm not really hungry right now, but thanks for the offer.

[Oh, right, manners.]

Um, would you like to sit down?

Oh...thank you.

[He gestures with one arm to a chair a few feet away. It doesn't get a lot of use from Emil and Richter, but it will do just fine.]

You're from my world too, right?

But I think I left from an earlier point than you did...

I think so.. the others here come from earlier as well. They...

[And now he sounds a bit sad.]

They don't know me.

But Richter knows you, so you aren't really alone.

[The mention of Richter causes him to smile a bit. Yeah, someone has a crush.]

You're right. I'm glad he's here.

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