No idea, all of my nerve endings decided to flare up on Sunday. I'm feeling like I've been badly sunburned and every time something touches me, it feels like someone is driving a handful of needles into my skin.
*Takes the flask, shakily drinking from it.*
(Thats a big no bueno.)
No. And if you were, what’s stopping you from succeeding in the future? Failing once isn’t life-defining. Nobody’s perfect (myself included). You’ve just... lost the way.
*Continues to cry, holding onto you tightly.*
Come on... we can plot our next moves in our quest for de-evolution spray. You know, after a good night’s sleep.
*I shake my head.*
(Great, thats as my 7,500th post xD)
Of, of course, I’d just assumed you’d like to, uh, rest a bit or something...
*sends letter*
(You’re fine)
D-dad?
*flinches, halts speech momentum*
Why... why did you take me as a squire.. w-why have.. h-have.
Because you seemed like you wanted to? You can always renounce the title, there’s no obligations before you become a Knight. And I thought it’d let me occupy you before you sought out your biological father.
did you regret it? I.. i'm hardly as honorable as you.. I just.. get so angry.. I.. I dont know why
Absolutely not. The Knightly order would die out without squires: it’s my obligation to have at least one. Besides, you can always become more honorable.
I'm not hormonal!
*deadpan single eyebrow raise*
*laughs jubilantly*
*arms crossbow, aims outside*
Hey, no evil witch darts!
*Punches your arm.*
Probably weird uncle ben... He keeps putting stuff in my body..