Regeni: Talk to your moirail.

NM: What do you think is going to happen after this?
PC: I don't know.
PC: We're all going to live, thats whats going to happen, right?
NM: I'm fairly certain. It would be stupid if it wasn't.
PC: yeah, of course.
NM: Other than that, any guesses?
PC: .... No.
NM: I don't really have much either.
PC: .... Yeah.
NM: I just hope we don't all get split up. As much as I hate to admit it, I might even miss Belona and Verfal.
PC: Heh... Yeah.
PC: You have a point.
NM: Where else will I find someone as fun to piss off as her?
PC: Haha, you sound like you're hiding black feelings for her
NM: Nah, it's not that way at all.
PC: Heh, I'm teasing.
NM: Besides, I give her tips sometimes.
PC: Sometimes.
-- nascentMetalog [NM] nods and chuckles. --
NM: Sometimes.
-- partialConstruct [PC] smiles, but nervously --
NM: ...Something on your mind?
PC: Just.... Nervous. That's all.
NM: Yeah...me too.
PC: I'm... Scared.
-- nascentMetalog [NM] nods once. --
NM: ...Me too.
PC: And...
PC: I'm really worried about you
-- nascentMetalog [NM] gives a half-smile. --
NM: We'll be fine.
PC: I.... I hope so.
PC: I'd never forgive myself if you got hurt.
NM: Even if there was nothing you could do about it?
PC: Yes.
-- nascentMetalog [NM] shakes his head. --
NM: Don't blame yourself for something that's not your fault.
PC: I know... But... I've lost so much before...
-- nascentMetalog [NM] chuckles hollowly. --
NM: I see you die. Over and over.
PC: Yeah...
NM: I know it's not going to happen, but it still hurts.
NM: I kind of don't know where I was going.
NM: What I want to say is that whatever happens, happens. You can't change it.
PC: Yeah.... I guess. But still! I put so much into helping you make this game, helping you...
NM: Well...shit, I'm no good at this. I can't think of what to say now.
-- partialConstruct [PC] reaches up and rubs her eyes --
PC: Just be careful ok?
-- nascentMetalog [NM] sighs. --
NM: You too.
-- partialConstruct [PC] looks up at him, a small smile on her face --
-- nascentMetalog [NM] smiles back, putting a hand on her shoulder. --
NM: We'll be fine.
PC: I.. I hope so.
NM: ...We should go.
PC: Yeah. I just...
-- partialConstruct [PC] jumps forward and hugs him --
-- nascentMetalog [NM] flinches back, surprised, then returns the embrace. --
-- partialConstruct [PC] sets her chin softly on his shoulder. it had been so long since they had shared a hug or embrace of any kind. it was nice. --
-- nascentMetalog [NM] shifts uneasily. A tear rolls down his face. --
-- partialConstruct [PC] buries her face into his shoulder, shaking softly --
-- nascentMetalog [NM] wipes the tear away, trying to stop more from coming. --
-- partialConstruct [PC] softly cries into his shoulder, shaking more and hugging him tighter --
-- nascentMetalog [NM] bows his head, tears dripping down onto her shirt. --
PC: W-We can do this... Right? W-We can defeat the Black King, right???
NM: Yes. Yes, we can. You'll do great.
-- partialConstruct [PC] nods, sniffling a bit, but taking comfort in his confidence. She pulls back with her hands on his shoulders... --
PC: I...
PC: Ok.
PC: You'll do great too.
-- nascentMetalog [NM] shakes his head. --
NM: No. No I won't. I'll just do what I can.
-- partialConstruct [PC] frowns slightly, but she shrugs, turning it into a smile. --
PC: Ok. Give it your best shot though.
-- nascentMetalog [NM] nods, wiping the rest of the tears off his face. --
-- partialConstruct [PC] follows suit --
PC: C'mon... Everyone is waiting. We cant be down two people in this fight.
NM: Yeah.
-- nascentMetalog [NM] walks over to their waiting teammates. --
-- partialConstruct [PC] smiles a bit, fluttering her wings to get her floating up off the ground then flies over to them --