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         As time went on, Talmar was not sure what to think of all that had gone on. He wasn't sure what to think of the man who tried to fight him in the street, or of how he beat the boy not so long ago, or what to think of how all soldiers around him were after him. It seemed as if Talmar was looking at Sen, when he was looking at nothing in particular, and it seemed his mind was being ripped apart slowly, then he closed his eyes.

Sensing where and what people were doing, he could see that the soldiers were gathering at the counter and asked Bec a few questions. Not wanting trouble, and trying to protect a friend of hers, she gave the soldiers the easiest answers she could, and the soldiers began walking out.

"They're leaving," he told Ksenia. Opening his eyes, he lazily let his head flop back against the wall, staring in a somewhat upward direction at the wall and ceiling. Soon after, the doors could be heard opening and closing, followed by a thicker air of silence. Talmar wasn't sure whether to speak or not. Were his words going to be welcomed? Was his situation going to be considered? Regardless, he thought he may as well tell Sen something she should know in her endeavors to protect him.

"Sen... you may think I'm insane, but..." he began in a low voice and with a tone of sincerity, taking his time to think for the appropriate words for what he was going to say. "Do you realize you're-" he continued, but stopped himself. It seemed as if he was itching to say it, but unsure of if it was the right time.

"I'm not looking for many people to know who I am. But I hope it comes out to be that we are not perpetually ruled by Artaz or his descendents."