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OOM: Quentin watches the build up to a war.

Of course the plan to meet the Duchess didn't go simply and Quentin is yawning when he opens the front door and mutters, "Maeve's teeth."

He doesn't have a disguise up as he's meant to be at Toby's apartment and in a scent of heather and steel creates one before he enters. Its been hours on the other side of the door and still no Toby. Sunrise is coming and he's tired, maybe he can rest for a little while in Milliways.

Too much keeps happening and not going how its meant to and he knows at some point, Toby will be in the midst of it all. She already is by going to the Undersea to investigate and she should be safe there for now. He goes to a couch by the fire, curls up in a blanket and yawns, he can't sleep here, but its comfortable.

(OOC: Spoilers for the first half of One Salt Sea in the OOM, up to chapter 15 and the EP, chapter 17. Open until it scrolls with some slow as I travel.)

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It took some time to marshal his people to the defense of Goldgreen, despite his being their king. Still, a cat is a cat and a cait sidhe even more so. Tybalt was delighted to find Milliways when he stepped from the shadows but was surprised to scent a familiar spoor.

Sighting the young squire and noting his obvious fatigue, Tybalt paused at Bar long enough to gather two coffees in tall glasses he once would have called beakers, before making his way to Quentin and setting one before him. "A good evening to you, young squire, or so I would hope."

(OOC: Sorry for the slow response, on vacation so not at my laptop as much.)

At the sound of Tybalt's voice, Quentin sits up, "Um, yes, is she back?"

Tyblat manner changes in an instant and now Quentin is in the sights of a deadly predictor.

"I left her in your care," He says in a too calm voice that threatens much. "It ill suits a squire to lose his knight so easily. What has happened?"

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He sits up and swallows looking pale, "I didn't lose her. I know where she is, she went to the Undersea."

Tybalt gives frown and a nod before sitting across from Quentin.

"Well, I suppose I cannot blame you for that, seeing as how you cannot breath water. You cannot I trust?"

"No and she only can because of something that the Luidaeg gave her. Danny's waiting near the water for when she returns. May told me to try and rest since its sunrise at home,"

Everything he's been doing is what Toby told him too, he wants to do more.

"Yes, I am aware," Tybalt says, rubbing the base of his thumb with his fingers. "I must confide that I find her habit of running off alone to be worrying and tiresome."

"I know, but I'm her squire now. She can't leave me behind as much as before. I won't let her."

"Well said, though I fear it may be a bit premature to claim it as fact. Our Toby has a will of her own and, much to my dismay, and perhaps your own, she uses that will to protect others but not herself. A rare failing in heroes to my experience."

"Well, yes, but she's doing better at least in asking for help. She asked you for it,"

It could be much improved but he's taking what he can get.

"I am of a mind that we may assist her in this endeavor further."

"Yes, I plan on it once she's back from the Undersea."

"I think, perhaps, we can go even farther. I propose we work together to ensure she is never alone when danger threatens. I have recently become to accept she will find a way to part company with me whether I wish it or no, but if we two are working towards her safety, I can trust she will find it harder to face it alone."

Tybalt's face sours at a thought. "This will mean I will need one of those pocket telephones won't it? That you may reach me if she sends you off on some errand."

"That would be a good idea and something should be possible. I'm her squire now, there's an official reason she has to have me around and I have the backing of the Duke,"

Toby listens to him.

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