[Lelouch, in the meanwhile, has started to talk on his Phone without even bothering to detransform.]
...Yes, it's me, and I'm going to need lots of the stuff, I'm afraid...Yes, I know we have no idea if it's going to work. You will?
[And then he breathed a deep sigh of relief.]
- Thank you.
[And then he teleported away with no explanation whatsoever, only to reappear in the living room five minutes later.]
...All right, everybody -
[He says, holding out what looks like a canteen.]
- This is something I sometimes use to melt down Grief Seeds, when I can. It doesn't seem to exist back in my homeworld, sadly enough, but...
[And then he sighs a bit.]
The Witches don't like it - It seems to burn them, or something - but I've heard of several cases where the Witches actually reverted to being Puella Magi when a large amount of this stuff was dumped on them, so I think it's worth trying, at least.
[And then he opens it, showing that it's filled with a silver milky liquid of some kind.]
...So will you help me, Nunnally?
[Nunnally looks at him, and laughs, getting off the sofa, looking much less upset then she was just a couple of minutes ago.]
- Of course, Brother!
[He then looks at Binx, thinking. Going inside the Witch Barrier the second time would probably be even more dangerous then the first time around, but...]
- What about you, Binx? It's all right if you don't want to come with us again, but - I will appreciate your help, I must admit.
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...Yes, it's me, and I'm going to need lots of the stuff, I'm afraid...Yes, I know we have no idea if it's going to work. You will?
[And then he breathed a deep sigh of relief.]
- Thank you.
[And then he teleported away with no explanation whatsoever, only to reappear in the living room five minutes later.]
...All right, everybody -
[He says, holding out what looks like a canteen.]
- This is something I sometimes use to melt down Grief Seeds, when I can. It doesn't seem to exist back in my homeworld, sadly enough, but...
[And then he sighs a bit.]
The Witches don't like it - It seems to burn them, or something - but I've heard of several cases where the Witches actually reverted to being Puella Magi when a large amount of this stuff was dumped on them, so I think it's worth trying, at least.
[And then he opens it, showing that it's filled with a silver milky liquid of some kind.]
...So will you help me, Nunnally?
[Nunnally looks at him, and laughs, getting off the sofa, looking much less upset then she was just a couple of minutes ago.]
- Of course, Brother!
[He then looks at Binx, thinking. Going inside the Witch Barrier the second time would probably be even more dangerous then the first time around, but...]
- What about you, Binx? It's all right if you don't want to come with us again, but - I will appreciate your help, I must admit.