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Hello, um, everyone. This is Aziraphale. I know I haven't met all of you, but I have gotten to know a good number of you as of late, and I've come to like you all a great deal, so it doesn't sit quite right with me not to apologize for recent events.

The sinking of the ferry was inexcusable. Our-- my failure, was a direct result of poor planning and lack of transparency, but I do need all of you to know that the intention had been to find our only way out of Beacon as other methods had been exhausted, and it was always in the plan to make subsequent trips for everyone remaining who wished a return home.

But I know that no amount of good intention will bring it back, nor heal your injuries, nor surface the supplies it was carrying. For all this, I am deeply and terribly sorry; this was, in no way, how I should have repaid all your kindnesses. I understand your anger, and you can direct it at me, if you would like, if you have need of a place to focus your ire.

However, I am afraid, actually, that I must ask a favor. I have, though not for lack of trying, not been able to retrieve much of the sunken raw material - if anyone should lend abilities, magical or otherwise, to help in the rebuilding of the ferry or the docks, you will have my deepest gratitude, for whatever that is worth.

I will try to assist with this as much as I possibly can, and otherwise will be available to assist those who require healing, though my ability to do so has been stunted.

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Yes, I-- I've tried myself, I don't think my healing is working properly.

I don't think anyone's is.

But thank you-- truly, Daylight. You are too kind.

-Wait. What?

[ the initial burst of happiness he gets from hearing the thanks and compliment is overshadowed when his processors go, 'hey, dumbdumb- he said something very worrying just a second ago!'

daylight frowns at the tablet, looking out the window of the house as if he'll see evidence of healing ablities not working in that moment. ]

Your healing doesn't work here? Really? Like- Would it be rude if I asked how? It didn't hurt you, did it?

No-- no, nothing like that. It has made the initial impact better! Certainly, it's just, not fully working, I should say. It's not potent.

It's possibly because the source of my power can't reach to here, I think. Everything I seem to do is... overshadowed, for lack of a better term.

[ So clever, yes. He tries to lift his arm, fails, and winces a bit. ]

On a normal occasion, this is such a minor injury it would just right itself.

--Oh dear! I hadn't even thought about the winter. There will be so many illnesses!

[ daylight relaxes a bit when he hears the assurances. only a bit.

especially when the mention of winter pops up. he hadn't thought of that at all during his time here. daylight had been taking it one day at a time, hoping to scoot by with some of his wits together.

which he tries now, hoping to be a reassuring and confident source for this instance- ] Then we'll figure out something with the others. We can work together over this! I'm sure all of us will agree that we don't want any more people hurt.

Okay so... You're a healer, right? So I bet you know more about medicine than I do. [ he only has basic first aid down and, even then, it's not a lot because it concerns his dad's species. ] What's the biggest concern we have to tackle for that sort of situation?

To tackle illnesses? Well, we'll have to look out for the young and the elderly, and mostly just try not to all be in too close quarters. I'd be most concerned for The Invincible.

But I think possibly I'll have to ask Misty if she can grow some medicinal herbs in her garden, since we will need those.

As for giving medicine - the dosage, I think, is what will be the problem if we have to manufacture any ourselves. In fact, I don't know how long any of the medicine at the General Store has been there, if it might be expired.

[ Oh no. This is a rabbit hole, Daylight. ]

[ alas, rabbit holes are exactly the type of rabbit holes that daylight likes to dive into.

especially if it concerns the well-beings of others. ]

Then we'll need to check the expiration date for the medicine we have there! Inventory of current supplies shouldn't be that hard to do. [ he says it like it's easy and... okay. maybe it could be easy for them to tackle in the future. more so since their monthly supplies has been, um, shortened. now there's no influx of new supplies to worry about.

small miracles in big mistakes, daylight supposes. ]

... Could we ask the forest spirits for help on this? The medicine stuff? [ he's been saying this a lot to others he's had a chance to speak with and honestly? he's going to continue saying it a lot. he wants him and the others to work together with the forest spirits, determined to bridge the gaps. ] Maybe they can direct us to herbs and plants we can use to help shore up the supplies along with the garden.

Oh, I don't know. I think the medicine would affect the spirits differently than they would us, but it's worth a shot. After all, I could probably identify most of the plants we'll need.

[ Mostly because he still lives sometimes like it's Victorian England where everyone had an herb garden for medicinal purposes, even if he didn't actually need it. But that was the second-most printed genre of book after religious texts, so he read them cover to cover. ]

But that sounds like a good idea, Daylight, would you like to ask a few of them and I can ask the others?

[ daylight nods in agreement and remembers that, hey, dummy, he can't see you- ]

Yeah! I knew a few of them well enough I think they would be fine with speaking to me.

[ he's done his best to be friendly with the spirits during his time here in beacon, hoping to build trust or, at the very least, a rapport with some of them. fingers crossed that this has been enough that he can speak with them and learns about the things he's promised to ask the others. so to check on: food, medicine, new places, and so on.

but now onto the very important bit mentioned in this conversation: ] You can identify the plants here? Really? So you have, um, knowledge of flora then?

[ garden buddy??? ]

Well, I have a general knowledge of flora. And I've been reading the books!

And they're very similar to ones back on my planet, if not identical...

At least, I hope they are. They certainly look it.

[ Not that he was a very good gardener to begin with, but at least he kept his plants alive. That was the important part, wasn't it?

That, and he hadn't killed anyone via poison yet. But he also had plenty of help on his side. ]

... There are books we can read about the plantlife here?

[ when he says that, daylight now feels very silly.

of course, he thinks to himself, that there would be books about the plantlife. he lives at the village and has heard about the library and its strange contents. it would make sense that it would have some documentation about its own world.

after he gets over his flusteredness, daylight naturally has a question: ] ... Do you think I can borrow them? The books, I mean, if you get around to finishing them.

Ah, yes! They should be returned to the library now, unless Quentin has them. But I think not, probably, he's also a quick reader.

I could show you where they are, if you'd like?

[ Unless the Librarian has eaten more books. Aziraphale keeps trying to feed him snacks instead but sometimes he gets peckish... ]

[ ~~let the librarian have their snacks of choice, even if it makes the gardening in daylight sad.~~ ]

That'd be great! I would love to see what information they have about the world here. It's been pretty interesting because-

[ suddenly, daylight stops. as if something occurred to him just now. ] Oh man- Sorry! I gotta go in a bit to help someone out. I totally forgot about it and it just came just now and oh man I think I'm running late no wait I am running late and-

[ breath, day. ]

B-But yeah! It was super nice chatting with you. I'm glad you're doing better and I'd like to hang out more with you soon.

Ye-- yes, Daylight. I won't keep you any longer. Good luck, my dear boy.

[ What a confusing exit, but he tries not to take it personally, a lot has happened today. He very easily could have forgotten. ]

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