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[greatoldjohn]

[in a rather deep voice] "This is John Doe. Please leave your message. I'll get back to you as soon as I can. I may respond in text if I'm currently with Arthur. Apologies."

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[greatoldjohn]

[ Yes. ]

A wry chuckle in the back of his mind.

[ One of many ways your more poetic take on understand serves far better than a scientific one. ]

[lestercraft]

That gets a soft laugh out of Arthur, and it makes the tension that has started setting in across his shoulders ease off a little.

"It has its time and place," he acquiesces, a bit diplomatically, but it leaves him feeling much readier to continue their discussion. Or, double back, as it were. "You said you put too much of yourself into it - what happened, exactly?"

[greatoldjohn]

[ I noticed her being somewhat fascinated by it while we were talking but it was only when we fell into a bit of a lull that her eyes wandered back. Then I couldn't distract her from it and she became dizzy and collapsed. I had to call her warden, Pagan Min, to come and collect her.

I was at least able to drag her into the main room and close the door, however. She woke up quickly enough but she wanted to go back and look at it more. ]

[lestercraft]

"So... something like when you tried reading the book- b-back at Miskatonic University? It was... just enough outside what a human mind was capable of handling, I still remember the feeling of those words."

[greatoldjohn]

[ Yes. Now that I remember everything, know who and what I was, it wouldn't give me a problem. But there are things about the King and the greater sphere that he's a part of that are... dangerous. ]