[Monty slaps a hand to his face again. He's going to have a mark at this rate. He can't even go fuss at Renart about this. They're not on the right terms for that, but someone ought to reprimand her for that.
He decides not to comment for a moment.]
Drink some water. It should be fine. It may take a few minutes to take effect, but you should feel better after that.
[Carlos might not be better, but he'll feel it. That has to count for something.]
You might like to contact Mr. Mikado Ryuugamine, as well. I believe he's in possession of a medical kit that might have other medicines.
[There's a long, long time before the next message scrawls out. The handwriting is faint, even more jumbled then before. It's probably hard to read but at least it's short.]
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He decides not to comment for a moment.]
Drink some water. It should be fine. It may take a few minutes to take effect, but you should feel better after that.
[Carlos might not be better, but he'll feel it. That has to count for something.]
You might like to contact Mr. Mikado Ryuugamine, as well. I believe he's in possession of a medical kit that might have other medicines.
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Carlos has no plans to go near Renart at the moment. In fact, any plans at all are starting to seem unimportant.]
Maybe. Maybe I'll just go to sleep...
[The text in Monty's book is getting sloppier.]
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[Or is that already underway? Monty's not sure at this point.]
In which we learn Scientists cannot handle their opium.
[There's a long, long time before the next message scrawls out. The handwriting is faint, even more jumbled then before. It's probably hard to read but at least it's short.]
Monty? Thanks.
Oh, Carlos...
You're quite welcome. Sleep well, and I hope your allergies feel better.