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[ Her heart sinking further by the moment, Cecil looks away from the other two, distracted by her thoughts. When Diarmuid speaks again though, she remembers herself and fights still to keep her emotions off her features, but she faces the probability that she may not be convincing. Her pride would like to believe she can keep her feelings a secret, but she knows better than to rely on her own skill at subterfuge because if she doesn't expect that Diarmuid will sense she's been cursed, she won't be ready to deal with the fallout. ]

I will help you give the wards to the affected, Lancer... if you would not mind...