Give me a chance to make things right.

"—Snow.” His name was spoken softly, while azure hues looked him over across the small space that separated them. “Yeah. It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? Glad to see you’re at least in one piece still.”

"So, anythin' new happened since the last time we met?"

"Yeah, no kiddin'." He agreed, giving the Oerban a hearty clap on the shoulder. Upon hearing her words, he blinked once in surprise before a raucous laugh erupted from his lips. Good to see that crystal stasis doesn't make a lick of difference in personalities. "Not quite sure how I feel about you swearin' on my old Eidolon," He joked lightly, giving Fang's shoulder a friendly squeeze before letting his gloved hand fall back to his side. "... but I'm pretty damn sure that stasis can't hold you back for long." If the Pulsian could knock the massive blond off his feet without breaking a sweat, waking up from stasis should be a walk in the park. Pausing briefly, a fleeting look of uncertainty crossed his rugged features as he inclined his head to the side, "What about my other favorite Oerban? Any chance she made it out too?" If Fang was able to break free, he reasoned, then there's a strong chance that Vanille made it out too. Or so he'd hoped; having only been in stasis for no longer than an hour, he still wasn't quite sure how the whole thing worked out.

We’ll be fine. I can handle anything they throw at us. No one will die.