[He opens his mouth, like he's going to argue, then turns his head away again.]
Galo has said he will help, but-- [Oh, there it is. Still. What can a man do against the crushing weight of Eco-Fascism?] Time isn't paused. It's still passing. Every day I waste time here, more of them suffer.
Well, you can stress over only so many problems at once. Make progress in getting out of here, then figure out what you're going to do back home. Still, when the grief and desperation are less immediate, your mind is less clouded.
... Besides, even just being here has opened your eyes to things that you'd have thought abnormal, right? Maybe you'll find a solution you couldn't think of before. Smashing into the city as an angry dragon and yelling out demands is probably, like, the most basic action you can take.
Mm... well, I obviously can't come up with anything specific since I don't know the details of your situation.
But we don't even know how we were brought here, so who can really be sure of how we'll return? You might be able to go back to your world in a different location—one more advantageous to saving your people.
Not to mention the rest of us here. If a pathway can be opened between our universes, some people might offer to go back with you to help out.
[All of this is totally beyond him. Anyway, who could open up pathways between universes? That sounds like some made up science bullshit, like fire being aliens or something.]
. . . This is all assuming I do not die beforehand.
... Well, yeah. Any one of us could die at any moment.
[which is about all he gets out before it's lio's turn now. i feel the need to mention that that's not a dragon, lio doesn't have to be scandalized. it's more of like. a giant crab monster.]
[Listen, Lio's kind of a dumb shit - so. He'll probably wander the wholeass house looking for this dude before he figures out, oh yeah. He's probably in his room. So it might be kinda late? Pounding on the door eventually though, insistent. Open up you nasty het.]
[Accusing! Angry! It isn't a fair reaction - none of this makes sense to him on the outside. All the things he's heard, gods and priestesses and magic, it's all beyond his understanding. Things aren't that complicated for him. There's clearly a story here he can't wrap his head around. But he knows he saw his friend on the ground, asking for them to kill her, and Agni doing nothing. He doesn't know what to do with any of that.]
If you won't help her, how do I help? What do I do.
... You can't appeal to any will to live for herself. Brilith has never had such a thing to begin with.
[he's quiet for a bit.]
Despite how she may seem now, she still cares in her own way. However... [how does he explain any of this?] ... she's lived for so long that her scope of what "matters" is distorted.
Dying means nothing to her because she believes that either she'll have another chance or that even if she doesn't, her death would do no significant harm in the long run. [and she isn't necessarily wrong about that. she's seen for herself that the world goes on.] But if she had reason to believe that a large enough scale is under threat, she might be more inclined to survive, out of a sense of duty.
[Again, with the scales that he cannot quite comprehend. Lio has always lived on an abbreviated timeline. He's only 19 years old, and even that is longer than expected. Burning bright, as hot as he can, for a short time before he returns to ash. The idea of a long, near endless existence the likes of which Agni has hinted at is almost terrifying.]
It isn't just her own life. It's all of ours. The duties that we have to attend to, those we have to return to. Her death would affect all of us, because we would have to fight that much harder without one of our own. I won't see her throw it away.
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