[ Dear Asher, neither of them are gay. ] Water, then. [ Give her a minute, at least after she pauses at Asher's gasp, watching him study the blade. If she smiles, hopefully he doesn't see.

( Besides, all things considered, it is a rather beautiful sword ). ]

Of course. Someone has to enforce the quarantine, if anything. [ Not that it helps much — the streets are mostly deserted anyway. ] Though the captain has gotten more lax on the hours we are required to work, compared to the beginning.

... It has become rather hectic. How are you holding up?