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Their intended punishment is to survive if they can in the wild without shelter or aid for as long as they are sentenced to be there. That's the only thing that makes the exile worth anything.

Your protection would be against possible vigilantes, not against the wild itself, Stephen. Please do not misunderstand me on purpose.

I'm not going to sit and watch them for eight days on the possibility they're attacked by something other than an animal. But if you ask Mateus whether he thinks it's acceptable by Moot standards for somebody to aid an exile to prevent a crime, and he both gives permission and guarantees no possibility of repercussions, you can hire me to check in from time to time.

[ fine. ]

Very well. I will do that.

[ later: ]

He made no secret of his intention to seek revenge.

[ not Mateus. she didn't reach him yet. Gabe. she sounds exhausted, but she's trying to keep other emotions from her voice. the VT's are fucked, Stephen. ]

[ In this one instance, he hates to say he told you so. ]

Like I said. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

What did he tell you?

The same thing he as good as said to everyone else.

He made a promise to me that he wouldn't involve any of his friends.

[ why? it wasn't a promise. it felt more like a threat. she pauses, tries to collect her thoughts. she's disturbed. ]

I don't understand.