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Test 4.
KNOWLEDGE Compared to the frigid chamber you've just left, the cavern you enter now is warm. It isn't difficult to see why; while there's still a fair amount of space in here, it's far smaller, and there's a source of heat and light in here - a small fire going near a corner of the room, tucked away behind the wall and difficult to see as you enter, but fairly obvious once you're inside, the light from the flames bouncing off the corner of the chamber and making it decidely easier to see. There thankfully aren't any more of Froslass' "sculptures" in here; there is, however, a person. Candice is in the corner near the fire, pressed back against the wall and watching you as you enter; it's likely obvious from the start that there's something wrong with her, though it's difficult to say what just from looking at her. Her eyes aren't fixed in the same sort of dull, blank stare that the people affected by Team Galactic tend to display, but at the same time, they look viscerally wrong - it's alert but it's empty and almost completely unfocused, as though she's taking in information and she's processing it, but she's not actually seeing any of it. It's unsettling, but she's still watching you, and she's holding something close to her chest as she does so; she's got the thick, blue sweater untied from around her waist, and she's holding it bundled in her arms like she's trying to protect it. Her eyes don't come into focus, even as she addresses you. "I told you that you aren't welcome here. You need to leave. Now." Her gaze darts as she speaks, like she's trying to take in as much as she can, even if she doesn't seem to be registering any of it properly; her expression is hard. Cold. What happens now is up to you. |
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I'm fine.
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You truly don't look it, if I may.
[It's softer, really. She may still have a bit of a sour impression on Maylene but if she's really the girl's friend, they can't let her neglect herself, can they?]
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I'm simply wondering if you might need anything to get your strength back. I won't say that we're miracle workers or the like, [despite the fact that we're kind of. all but claiming we are. but that's beside the point] but it's troubling to see you barely able to stand. That is all.
[For what it's worth, she's keeping her tone about as even and almost sisterly as possible, though she doubts that'll make Candice amendable to anything.]
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[Yeah, she caught that, apparently.]
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I wouldn't say that our ability to repair all of the damage done to this world is a miracle, you know. It's hard, tedious work that would make a lesser individual wish to give up the very second they saw how insurmountable the odds are.
Even being here, actively working toward such a thing for as long as we have, we've only seen people recently start to take interest in anything at all. I'd wager even coming close to heal Azelf was more the result of simply being unable and unwilling to give up.
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No one said miracles are easy things. If they were, they wouldn't be miracles in the first place.
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...I suppose that is certainly a fair point. A miracle only happens if you are willing to work for it in the first place. No matter what circumstances daunt you, or seem insurmountable...the only way it can happen is through one's own willingness to face it head on.
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Azelf probably likes you.
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[That. That actually gets a bit of an amused look from Camilla.]
I could see why you would say such a thing. I suppose I would not know either way, given our conversation was only brief, but...it's simply something I've always tried to keep.