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Locke Lamora (richercleverer) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"I always make an effort to be as gentlemanly as possible and I am glad that, if nothing else, we can find solace in each others company." Leo found himself somewhat charmed by her girlish reaction to his words and, this time, it was no effort on his part to offer her a smile. "If nothing else, this place does seem to disregard all times and places when it chooses its victims; it's no consolation but it does make one feel just a little less lonely and upset."

Leo would have been content enough to continue on with the steady pattern of his banter but his words seemed to dry up as soon as Jenny mentioned the fact that she had a small bottle marked with the magical word 'antidote'. He had been wondering if the ones who had taken him intended for him to die or if they would manage to produce the tonic he needed to be granted a few more weeks of life - and here was proof that the powers knew of his need and were willing to grant him a brief reprieve. "A small bottle marked antidote, you said?" He managed, trying so damn hard to make his tone as casual as hers had just been. "I don't suppose that you looked inside the bottle, especially if it was marked so?"

"It wouldn't hurt to have a look," he agreed more than readily enough. Though the blanket was a bit of help, the idea of actual warm clothes was very appealing to him and the idea of them being hidden behind a locked door seemed only a small concern. "I'm sure we can find a way to open the door, one way or another."