Morgan's brought a few people back already. They're getting their medicine now.
Baird
Dagda and Hannah are looking for anyone who might still be hidden in the ruins.
Baird
You know the state the plate's been in these days... Barely anyone'll poke their face into the street anymore.
Cador
Bet there's a good few tucked away shivering in cubicles in some skyscraper, living off whatever scraps they can pick once it's night.
Cador
Siege, you're gonna find them all?
Siege
I know I'm obviously not going to be able to save every person.
Siege
But what matters is, we let them know an evacuation's about to happen.
Siege
Otherwise, once the dukes start firing their artillery, the majority aren't going to realize that's their opportunity to leave, and they'll just find some way to hide even better.
Cador
That's their choice. Maybe they'll end up still alive when the Sarkaz leave.
Siege
But they need to know there are other options.
Cador
Hrmph. Fine, fine. Other options...
Cador
There's a few places I heard signs of life from a few days ago... I hope it wasn't just wild beasts digging at the wreckage for eats.
Siege
Morgan, what's wrong? You look funny.
Morgan
No... I'm fine.
Morgan
I'm just... haha, just a little bit thrown.
Morgan
Old boy Strauss and Granny Amir got into a fight over a single jab of first-aid inhibitor. One of 'em blinded the other in one eye.
Morgan
Me and Amiya busted our arses getting them off each other again, but that eye's hopeless now.
Morgan
We didn't bring that much medicine in the first place, and everyone's gathered outside, and some of them are in a... an awful panic.
Morgan
They're worrying they might get infected. Some of them haven't even realized they already are Infected.
Morgan
Amiya says she hasn't been contacted by Ines on time. She needs to check on how her and the Doctor are doing.
Morgan
I... I couldn't hang around there any longer on my own. Came here to catch my breath.
Baird
You're real chummy with the people you brought back.
Morgan
I grew up here since I was a kid, after all. I'm willing to bet not even you or Hannah know Norport as well as I do, let alone Siege.
Baird
You were always wandering around town back then whenever you had nothing to do.
Morgan
Yeah. Forget back of my hand, I know Norport like my palm. Every little crease and fold and where it goes.
Morgan
Vina, I... I was off trying to find all these people I'd known for yonks.
Morgan
I tried looking for McClaren again. And it's not that he won't respond to us...
Morgan
He's gone deaf. I saw blood coming from his ears.
Morgan
I wrote a quick note for him. Should've seen it, clear as day, but... he just went and hid back inside.
Morgan
And Karsh, guy who ran the record store. Used to trick me into buying awful vinyls, just the stalest stuff. Don't know how much money I wasted at his.
Morgan
His legs, one of his legs is... nothing like a leg should look like. God knows how he shuffled over here.
Morgan
Brenda, the one doing import clothes. She always lent me these fashion magazines from Lungmen to read.
Morgan
I did some treatment on her burns for her, but...
Morgan
And Claire, Eileen, Itoh...
Morgan
I know every one of them!
Morgan
Vina, did we come back just so we could see all this?
Morgan
What the hell did we come back for?
Morgan
Vina, Vina, if all we can do is watch on while this happens, if we don't have any way to change anything, then maybe we should've just... forgotten about this place at all?
Morgan
You know I've read the heroes' sagas. Their terrific adventures and journeys, their chivalry and justice, defeating the evilβ
Morgan
But anyone outside of the hero's just a backdrop to the legend. They just exist in the story so the main character has someone to talk to, a chance to grow.
Morgan
I always thought that was our kind of story. I was always so bleeding proud of myself...
Morgan
But I know every one of them! God's sakes, I know every one of them!
Morgan
Like this would be some bloody outline of monster wrecks village, hero kills monsterβit's not that simple.
Morgan
This isn't some stupidβcliched revenge story.
Morgan
Vina, twenty years I lived with them in my life. They're not names for a grieving hero to check off out loud. They're not flashbacks they can stuff into an aside before they kill a villain.
Morgan
They... they shouldn't be...
Siege
Morgan, I know what youβ
Morgan
Vina! Alexandrina Vina Victoria!
Morgan
Did you come back to this country to take a crown which was rightfully yours, to create eternal legends of yet another Aslan Kingβ
Morgan
Or did you do it to come back home?
Morgan
Vina, I'm begging you, tell me, tell me this isn't going to be forever...
Morgan
You can tell me we just... need to hold on a little longer.
Tears fall from the face of someone Siege couldn't know any better.
To her memory, she's practically never seen Morgan crying outside of the video shop.
The Sighs of Kings is ever ice-cold. The Sighs of Kings is ever silent.
Morgan
I'm sorry, Vina, I don't blame you or anything...
Morgan
...I just was walking on the street, and I looked up, and it all hit me...
Morgan
We've lost Norport Borough. We really have.
Baird
Morgan!
Baird
Vina, I...
Their friends back out. The room falls silent. Like all the past liveliness and merriment that took place in here was one long hallucination.
The furnishings, same as they were, hardly different to when they left.
Over the prior days, Siege has constantly, subconsciously been feeling the sword named the Sighs of Kings.
Once again, out of habit, she puts her hand to the hilt.
She tries to feel some sort of energy from it, some sort of motivation. Even some kind of duty or preordained self-sacrificial destiny would be fine.
Again. And again. She is left disappointed.
What did she come back for? Just to experience all of this?
Or did all that expectation simply fall upon the wrong person when it chose her? Did this sword, and her teacher, foster too much of an illusion in herβto the point she thought she could be some kind of symbol?
Siege has never hated her own irresolution as badly as this.
Siege
Morgan.
Siege
Maybe... I came back, just so I wouldn't regret it. Just so I wouldn't realize, years down the line, that I never did anything when I first could.
Siege
I don't know where I'll go from here... but I justβcan't bear this.
Their wounds are fresh, can't have been made long ago. Blade cuts, some seem like they're cauterized...
Delphine
Who's there?!
The room is oppressively vacant. No one responds.
Delphine grips her dagger tight.
Her mother always admonished her for not putting more energy into combat training, but being the daughter of the Duke of Windermere of Victoria, her swordsmanship reputed, she's got the confidence to take on most enemies.
Delphine
Comms station should be around here...
Delphine
Iβ
Delphine
WhβWhat the hell...?
A tangled cord of wires comes into Delphine's view, but the device meant to attach to them has vanished without a trace.
All that's left on the table is a thick layer of dust.
Someone came and took the comms station away beforehand... long beforehand.