[Flayn's out for a walk - and that means, eventually, she'll come across Escha when she's on her search for wildflowers. She pauses, then nods to her in greeting. She doesn't quite manage a smile; they've caught the person technically responsible for Tsurumaru's death, but...
Well. The thought of tomorrow most likely leaves them all uneasy.]
[ Escha does manage a small smile herself, but it's weak. She gives a nod to the space beside her, in case Flayn would like to sit - just so she knows she isn't intruding. ]
I do not mind at all. The more we know, the more we can do.
[Flayn folds her hands in her lap and thinks back.]
...from what I understand, the island's curse had settled itself particularly strongly within one of us. His job was to make sure the rest of us spilled the amount of blood that was needed for a ritual. But... he was discovered, and when he was killed, the curse was broken.
That was when those of us who had been killed already were revived.
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