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[There's some chittering and fussing, telling Tequila, Kevas' raccoon to be a bit quieter. The Mithra had spent some time with the Troll after finding out the truth regarding the worlds from the first mate.]

I guess no one else has seen Kevas as of late either?

[She takes in a deep breath, the poor mage trying to keep it together.]

Ah... I'm looking after Tequila but I'm not fully sure on what he eats. I'd try to make something but I still haven't found any crystals to work with.

[There's a concerned chitter from Tequila and a sad laugh from Cat.]

I'm okay... really.

[There's a small sniffle and the feed ends.]