[Looks like the quiet ones seem to drift together - Vergilius seems to be wanting a place to stand and think on the beach, as usual, but someone else has had the same idea. He blinks, almost a little surprised, before turning his red gaze towards the waves.]
WEEK 3 PRE-CURFEW
It's almost time. Are you staying out here?
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