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After Narinder and Leshy's fight leaves the cult whispering and Lambert investigating what happened between the worm and yellow cat, they are forced to reckon with their own hypocrisy, shelved for the sake of tending to the flock's plague, an illness with no discernable source becoming increasingly more complicated, and dangerous.
Things are very tense between the both of them, and even the most simple of conversation is stained with bitterness. Then in a crusade, they come across Rakshada's restaurant, and what is normally a brief pitstop is now an impromptu dinner outing.
Attempts to properly communicate with one another start with a heated, rancorous argument, then what seems to be proper progression until The God of Death finds himself slipping as the conversation delves into...flirting?