azume | with knowledge comes great responsibility

with knowledge comes great responsibility

[What an absolute ordeal all of that was.

Today was certainly one hell of a day, that's for sure; they've managed to take care of another Guardian and gain it's trust (or at the very least, something resembling it), they managed to find Candice and manage to...well, maybe not get her back in a state that's altogether wanted, but ensure they managed to get her at least into a place where she could possibly regain herself. It will likely be a process, as such things are, but they've done their best, and they should have no regrets.

The center is definitely going to be a welcome reprieve for all of their suffering, at the very least. The Kompot is certainly more than enough to likely get everyone warmed back up and in a stable condition, along with the copious amount of blankets the locals have provided. They've got the time to rest and get ready for their next adventure.

Rest well, ye merry band of travelers. You've earned it.]

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Well, look at it like this. You made a mistake, you owned up to it and apologized, and that's better than most people do. Everyone fucks up sometimes, you've just got to keep trying your best. All you can really do.

[ she nods. Because she knows, really. A lot of her... honestly, what's eating her is far less that and far more the content she had revealed, and her homesickness. Still, the reassurance is nice. ]

[That's not a topic Michael even begins to know how to breach. He's always known on some level that he doesn't really respond with sympathy as easily or quickly as a human, but it's only recently beginning to seem like a genuine problem.]

Soooooo....doing okay, then?

[ . . . ]

Michael... I shall be fine. You needn't worry about me.

Alright! Okay.

[Totally not worried! No, she wouldn't buy that at this point. Also why does he even need to lie about that?]

Cool. [He drums his fingers on his knee for a second.] Good talk.

[ she shakes her head and pushes up from her position against Saber. she really doesn't look great between the crying earlier, the tongue monster licking her hair a little... But she reaches out to place a hand on his. It's a gentle touch, but meant to be reassuring. ]

I mean it. [ Her voice is a little sad but... it's true. She can't - won't - linger on this more than tonight. It won't be fixed, but... ] But I appreciate that you have worried about me. I know that is not your forte.