1sᴛ sᴇʀᴀᴘʜɪᴍ [ unintentional video ]

[martelapproves]

[ Hey, guess who's on the video this time? A certain blonde angel - or someone whom others don't know who is an angel, sitting on his bed, while a self-levitating, strange-looking, purple sword slowly rotates in place, the point of the sword pointing downwards. Mithos glares at it, as if having a silent conversation with it. ]

You really can't take us home, can you?

[ Mithos accuses, while the sword makes no response. Why is he talking to it? Does it even talk back? Who knows. ]

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[zelda_hylia]

That won't happen here. No one cares who or what you are in this place. You can search for a solution together in safety, then return to your world. All we have to do is figure out how this city works, and then we can harness it.

[Though it's just to the video screen, she holds her hand out anyway. Truthfully, if she does figure this place out, she's not sure that she can share it with Mithos - not unless his hatred for humans calms. But if that hatred does fade...]

Do you want to try and figure this place out together?

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[martelapproves]

[ Another tear falls down his cheek. She's right. Now that he's here, he very well could find out how to save his sister. He just needed to learn to work with others - with humans. But it was just so damn hard! Every time he looked at a human, he remembers everything he's had to go through because of them, everything they did to the half-elves, and that all-too-familiar hatred flares up.

But if it means being with Martel again... ]

... yes.

[ His voice is quiet, broken. Defeated. As if he is now forcing himself to do this. ]

Yes, I do.

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[zelda_hylia]

Very well. I'll compile what I've found out so far. Shall I bring it to you?

[Just an excuse to find out where he is right now because he clearly needs a hug?

...it might be.]