Meat Puppet
is smoother than a Sky Pirate. You know. Balthier. Not Vaan.

5th level protection—ballistics included—from all that could do us Harm. Perhaps have a Harley delivered to the entrance, so I can make a getaway that would excite some (and enrage others).

Earmuffs too. I think we should wear earmuffs. They're honey-tongued, and you know that's dangerous. Maybe some sort of vaccuum suit.

We can follow, but we shouldn’t. At least not without packing an extra set of courage.

HE'S GONE TO A PLACE WHERE WE CAN'T FOLLOW

Good lord, that is almost like using pencil sharpeners to usurp the Throne. You’re right; such demented assaults can only be seriously plotted out by a man with a mind lost.

It must be him. He's bringing his grandfather to a photo shoot tomorrow or something. And one of his friends is going to attack him with a bunch of hugs. That is not the work of a sane man.

At least one of us has, anyway.

So he's completely lost his mind...

Refusing to reply. I have been private messaging him like a mad man.

He hasn't been around much lately, has he? That reminds me. Curtis keeps moaning at me how you two haven't talked for a long time. But he refuses to send you a PM or anything.