Late afternoon, 8/17

[strangeandunusual]

[the mirror turns on to show Lydia, sprawled out on a bunk bed, holding her mirror up above her at arm's length, because how do you do selfies?]

Hi, everyone. We've found Dreamfinder, he's tired, but he's safe with us. How is everyone else holding up? Are you okay?

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[strangeandunusual]

"Yeah, uh, don't worry about talking to me." Her eyes widened at all the shaking and shouting. It looked like a lot more than a slight hiccup to her, and she needed her friends to be safe more than she needed them to waste their time reassuring her. "Call me when everyone's safe!"

[beancounter]

"Right.... Call you back later, Lydia!" he chuckled sheepishly, and closed and pocketed his mirror.

A few hours later, Lydia would get a call from Fenton, inside their A-frame book tent. He's also clearly exhausted by this point, but does manage to have a tired smile on his face. "Hey. We're all okay. A little tired and worn out by this whole thing. Uhh... you've probably clued in that we haven't had the best luck during this whole mission, but... we got the medallion, at least. How's your team doing?"

[strangeandunusual]

"We're tired, but we're okay. I think the giant plants were the hardest part. I'm glad no one was hurt. That place sounds like it was really dangerous. Rosabella told me the whole thing collapsed!"