Cain frowned. "You got a what?"
"A vacation from this work."
"You are being punished? Feels like you're being punished."
"No, opposite." Ludwig looked up at the gray sky. "Necros told me I'm working too hard."
Silence spread through the group until Tull blinked. "Death told you to take a break?"
"Basically."
Thomas floated closer. "Are you dying?"
"No."
"Did he hit his head?" Tull asked.
"I'm fine."
Kaiser gave a dry chuckle. "I suspect Necros has finally recognized that permitting you to wander continuously from catastrophe to catastrophe may be unhealthy for everyone involved."
"Fuck you too."
Celine smiled faintly. "So he really told you to stop?"
"For a while."
Ludwig shrugged. "Apparently killing four Usurpers qualifies me for vacation."
Celine's smile grew. "Good."
Ludwig glanced toward her. "Really?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because you need one."
"I'm not someone who easily get exhausted..."
"That does not mean you cannot need rest."
