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Ah... I'm not sure I can relate, but it really sounds like Spectator vision. The TV channel switching thing, I meant. [ She scratches her cheek as she takes a bite into her own rice cracker as a way to keep her mouth shut from running on and on. ]

What... [ She seems a bit hesitant since she kind of has some idea. ] Did you see?

I don't think I'm a Spectator... or anything. [He doesn't really understand that, but he gets a feeling that he's not. There's a small sigh and he kind of wants to hold onto something or have something in his hand... maybe the rice cracker would work.]

The buildings crumbled, kind of like in those movies where they show apocalypse stuff. The city was basically empty... There weren't any people except one and he was really wounded badly. And... [His voice falters a little as he slightly tilts his head down.]

... Orange eyes and red strings...

[ Fuuu, oh, Damien. She'll give him another rice cracker since she brought a couple for them along with Jinjing if he was around. She'll also rub his back a bit as he tilts his head down. ]

It must have been hard to take in. [ She was going to make an Aiden jab, but it doesn't seem like Damien would like that or anything with orange eyes.

Especially when this isn't a dream. But please go on, she'll also continue to rub his back hoping it helps somewhat. ]

[It actually does! His shoulders droop as he's trying to relax and not freak out.]

I think I remember feeling really mad and sad at the same time... but I didn't really get it... or why I felt like that.

Hm... I would imagine it had to do with who you are back then maybe. [ Yeaaah. To her, it kind of sounds like a past life if nothing more.

Still rubbing his back and going to pet him too. ]

What do you mean by that though? [That he was just that horrible--But he remembers that he said it himself... that it was subjective. So it wasn't horrible for him back then? Is that why he did those things?

Damien glances over at the small miracle berry plants off to the side.]

Does it... really have to be like that?

Your previous life. It's not always the case, but that's what it sounds like--you're watching the things you might have done before. Before you became who you are now. [ Things that happen in your last life come back to haunt you, ooooh. But in all seriousness, it's still a bit discouraging to think about especially since Damien is still a kid. She'll also look over to the berry plants as well. ]

... Have to be like what exactly?

I'm not really sure how to feel, actually... [Damien lets out a small sigh, averting his gaze from the plants and back down at the ground.]

... It's not like everyday you find out that you were supposed to be a worldender or something, I guess... Though, it's kind of discouraging... and I don't really want to know more, but I feel like I have to know.

I've only heard stories of the tale and watched it as a bystander, but I'm sure that you didn't have a choice. [ She didn't exactly see anything too detailed nor too close, but she can kind of remember a scenario or so where it wasn't scary.

It was sad. ] But... hey. You can save your questions for home, Damien. Use Asgard as a time to prepare for that and look to the future.

It's your second chance after all, right?

... I guess so. I mean, there must have been a good reason why they didn't tell me and why I'm like this, so... [And he thinks he knows the reason. Yeah. Not to destroy the world even further.]

Will we really get to go home though?

[ There, there, Damien. Let her give you a little hug and a pet on the head. ]

I'm not sure... But there's always that chance, right? And there will always be people waiting for you at home.

... I remember hearing from somebody else that when we go back, it'll be like we never left. So technically, he wouldn't really be waiting.

I don't know... Technically, he would be waiting!

Stuck in time. [ Did you see she just made it cheesy!! ]

...

[That makes him laugh a little, ngl, but he keeps it quiet. It does cheer him up a little though.]

He says that he's been sixteen for a while, so I guess it's nothing new...

There's a difference between a prolonging year and being literally stuck in time!! [ However you want to see it. ]

Feeling better? [ Pet pet pet pet. ]

A bit... Thanks, Argenta. I thought I would have been wallowing in this for a long time. [Yeah, seriously.]

[ She laughs a bit before squeezing him in the hug. ] Even if you need to, just take your time and don't rush the wallowing, okay?

Since your caretaker will wait for you, y'know. [ Since... he can't really do anything else, HA. ]

But you're welcome.

[rjkhgej UWAH SQUEEZING...]

Even so, you're one too... [his caretaker, that is.]

I'm more like the sub. If he popped up here, I would step down and let him take that job again. [ Ruffles his hair. ]

But I am clearly your ally.

[Right now, he's really, really glad that he knows someone from back home. Really glad. Even if they hadn't hung out much back then, they spent more quality time here.]

But thanks... I'm really grateful.

Yeah! I like grateful kids! Worship me back at home, okay? [ Sounds

weird

but you know what she meant. She wants praise. ]

[Well, okay sure. He can do that plenty at home. "Argenta was a very good caretaker."

It'll totally work. He smiles a bit.]

Okay. Sure.

I would like incense--specifically Chinese--burnt in front of the temples made for fortune.

Easy, right? [ Headpats. ]

Yeah. [He's getting used to the headpats now.]

Do you put some in your room though?

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