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Celeste forced a smile. "Yes. You need not worry about him... He will be back." Sitting and staring at the statue wouldn't help. Celeste turned to leave the infirmary. He didn't know where he was going, though... Back to bed, perhaps. What else was there worth doing?

Right, Ivy didn't have Cynthian either... That left him, once again, the last adult in his room, but with two more Familiar children there. "I suppose I'll have to keep an eye on Ivy, too." Someone had to. "I only wish he told us what he was doing... and how long he would be gone."

This is what must be done? What a frustratingly vague statement. And a worrying one. If Icetales believed it must be done, it was possible he'd put his own safety aside, at least in part. Something that must be done must be done even if it is a risk. "I'm sure he'll be back. He would not leave...

Celeste turned and saw Petram. The poor child derived better than to see this. "I cannot choose but to believe it..." He took a deep breath. "There's nothing more we can do but to trust his choice was not a mistake, and to hope he has some way to return."

<><><><><> After taking a moment to collect his thoughts, Celeste ran straight to the infirmary. He took a deep breath and entered the room. Well, there it was. Icetales, turned into a statue. He hadn't expected to find Bahamut was lying, but seeing it himself was different. He rested his head...