"Wh--can't tell me what I should worry about," they growl back. It's important. He doesn't look like anyone from Barnaby-bunny's world, but their friend's been messed up with memory modification stuff enough, and the castle just made them and all kinds of other friends and people lose who they were for a while. On top of worry-for-a-person, they don't know if it's something that might come following him one day.
They might be a little paranoid; only it's not paranoia if an erased memory came back and chained you to a wall and killed a few of your friends in the meantime.
Right?
But they're not going to explain this to a new person. Too much for either of them.
They force their one fist to unclench, wiping their palm on the side of their pants and pointing to the hilt of his blade. "'S guards and..." the word mercenary slips their mind-- "...and people--monsters--hired for FIGHTing that had those. Where I'm from." Accusation is slick over their words. Why does someone who advises have that thing, huh?
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god they are so grumpy. sry robin.
Date: 2018-04-02 10:43 am (UTC)They might be a little paranoid; only it's not paranoia if an erased memory came back and chained you to a wall and killed a few of your friends in the meantime.
Right?
But they're not going to explain this to a new person. Too much for either of them.
They force their one fist to unclench, wiping their palm on the side of their pants and pointing to the hilt of his blade. "'S guards and..." the word mercenary slips their mind-- "...and people--monsters--hired for FIGHTing that had those. Where I'm from." Accusation is slick over their words. Why does someone who advises have that thing, huh?