Lenka knows, he knows, that their chances are dwindling as the days wear on and they chase what little leads they can amass in what time they've got -- and death snarls at his heels, as it always has, as it always will. His voice doesn't waver. He'll delay it, he'll fight it, as long as he can.
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[It's always darkest before dawn.
Lenka knows, he knows, that their chances are dwindling as the days wear on and they chase what little leads they can amass in what time they've got -- and death snarls at his heels, as it always has, as it always will. His voice doesn't waver. He'll delay it, he'll fight it, as long as he can.
He pushes a few crackers towards Mitsuru.]
The cabin, and everyone... we'll need your magic.