[ oh, right. that's actually reason for concern for his well-being; it obviously hadn't even crossed his mind. ]
I had escorted one of my comrades back to her camp, a girl named Flayn. But we were unconscious in much the same way. [ A deep, unmitigated slumber. ] I had attributed it to exhaustion, but...
[ if they all experienced it, then that's only More Mystery!! he lets out an aggrieved huff. ] It seems that may have been orchestrated too.
Oh, hey, I know her. I helped her when she washed up on the beach when all this stuff started. Glad the two of you are alright.
[He scrubs the back of his head with a hand, throwing sand off of it.]
Man, it's bad enough we got kidnapped, and now--what? We get drugged or something a week after some creepy voice announces we gotta kill each other?! That ain't fair! We couldn't do anything to help them!
[ Anyone who helps Flayn is good in his book. More than relief, he shares in Ryuji's frustrations, almost happy to see them in someone else—how are they supposed to lash back against someone (something?) when it could speak directly into their minds and knock them out from a distance? ]
I share your anger. It is all we can do to keep fighting our circumstances, but... [ ugh. he shakes his head. ] Though we could not save them, we must find answers for these deaths.
[It's equally as good to hear someone else has as much conviction as he does when it comes to being angry over injustices.] Don't worry, man. We'll find 'em. We'll figure it out, and-- [What happens then?
There's no way (and no time) to do a whole Palace run, is there? No app, no Metaverse...]
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Were you with anyone last night, dude?
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His extremely obvious irritation abates by a fraction. Instead, he sounds genuinely curious. ]
Why do you ask?
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Just curious. You okay? Me an' Yusuke were together. We just, like, passed out or something. It was weird.
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I had escorted one of my comrades back to her camp, a girl named Flayn. But we were unconscious in much the same way. [ A deep, unmitigated slumber. ] I had attributed it to exhaustion, but...
[ if they all experienced it, then that's only More Mystery!! he lets out an aggrieved huff. ] It seems that may have been orchestrated too.
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[He scrubs the back of his head with a hand, throwing sand off of it.]
Man, it's bad enough we got kidnapped, and now--what? We get drugged or something a week after some creepy voice announces we gotta kill each other?! That ain't fair! We couldn't do anything to help them!
Man, it pisses me off.
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I share your anger. It is all we can do to keep fighting our circumstances, but... [ ugh. he shakes his head. ] Though we could not save them, we must find answers for these deaths.
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[It's equally as good to hear someone else has as much conviction as he does when it comes to being angry over injustices.] Don't worry, man. We'll find 'em. We'll figure it out, and-- [What happens then?
There's no way (and no time) to do a whole Palace run, is there? No app, no Metaverse...]
We'll, uh... fix their hearts. Whoever did it.