"Stealing from death shall lead to death stealing from the living in turn, and all shall weap." - The Prophecies of Light

Jeonghan spent the better part of the night trying his best to comfort Seungcheol until the human finally fell asleep. It seemed that all the stress and pain had caught up with the former guardsman, and the idea that it was truly his mentor behind everything had broken the dam. The immortal sat in one of the chairs at the small table there in Seungcheol's room, the lights off and his mind fully awake until the wee hours of the morning. Part of him knew that he should probably get some sleep, but the larger part knew that the blond needed company in whatever form he could have. Even if that was just someone watching over him as he slept.

When the sun first peeked over the far horizon, Jeonghan decided that he would go get some rest in his own room. He carefully and quietly left the room, closing the door behind him, but when he turned about he saw a servant coming his direction. With a sigh he stepped in the young man's way, effectively blocking him. 

"Lord Choi needs to rest," he said sternly. The boy's eyes popped open wider at the firm tone, but to his credit, he still stammered out his mission.

"The... the Marcher Lord... he want's to see you this, um, this morning... Lord Jeonghan..."

Oh hell. Jeonghan flicked his hair out of his face and motioned for the boy to lead. He couldn't help but feel a bit of irritation about missing his bed, but he was also curious about what Youngsaeng could want with him.

He was shown to the same private room from the previous night, the table set with an array of food. The scent of the freshly made breakfast made his stomach grumble. He had only eaten half of his meal last night, and only now did he realize how hungry he was. 

The Marcher Lord looked up from where he sat, in the same seat as before; his eyes were ringed with dark circles, showing that his night had probably fared about as well as the immortal's. "Lord Jeonghan," he greeted, standing with proper respect to an immortal and waiting until Jeonghan took his seat. That made him curious as he wondered where Youngsaeng would have learned the proper actions with the long-lived, but before he could ask, the man began to speak.

"I suppose that Seungcheol told you everything, then. You know what I've done," he added in a softer voice. Jeonghan nodded slowly, understanding that while there was remorse in the words, the tone was strong. Youngsaeng might feel bad for what he had to do, but if faced with the same choices, he would make the same ones again.

"Yes, we spoke," he replied, his words slow as he tried to read the human. He was holding his thoughts close that morning, very little showing in his face or actions; once again, Jeonghan got the impression that the man knew how to act around immortals. A smile quirked on his lips as he reached for a piece of toast. "You were taught well," he added.

Youngsaeng dipped his head in acknowledgement, an answer smile tugging at his own lips. "You mentioned knowing my grandfather," he said softly. "He taught me the protocol for meeting with a Child of Light, though I have never had occasion to use it until now."

"The title, too," Jeonghan told him. "That's not one that most mortals use ever since the... split."

"Yes, well," Youngsaeng shrugged. He settled back into his own chair, his breakfast already having been eaten, if his napkin crossed over his plate was any indication. He watched Jeonghan with narrowed eyes as he waited politely for the immortal to eat, something which Jeonghan was grateful for. Yes, he was curious about what the man wanted, but in that moment he would like to fill his stomach.

Only when he had laid his own napkin across his plate did Youngsaeng speak again. "So. I am afraid that I don't have much more to add to all that I told Seungcheol last night. In fact, I was wondering if you could accompany me when I go to respond to Lord Choi's summons. It would be nice to have a... gifted?... individual accompanying me."

Ahh. Jeonghan pursed his lips as he considered the man's request. If the well were in the Reaches, as Hyesung had supposed, then maybe it would be in his best interests to go with the Marcher Lord. It would give him easy access to the Choi's stronghold, and he could search for Hyesung and the Well without being held back. But to be at someone's beck and call...

No, he would go to the Reaches, but it would be at Seungcheol's side. "I am afraid that