“… I will do my best for the night, sire.” The destruction of the monster teleporter had been a blessing, and a curse. On the one hand, the vile creatures plaguing the land had been dealt with… On the other, there was little to distract from the devastation that Dreamland’s residents had faced. Even two months in, some of the buildings were still in states of disrepair- charred wood and melted metal had all been hauled off to one location, where it was to either be used for kindling, or melted down for some other purpose.
It wasn’t lost on him that DeDeDe’s grip on his hand only seemed to increase as they started back towards the castle. That aura he’d felt had faded, but wasn’t quite gone… And that little look over the majesty’s shoulder… Had he… Seen something?
The knight could only hope not. Even though the repairs to the kingdom had been arduous, they had been fruitful… And he didn’t want to see them come undone by another attack. It would just show them how worthless their attack on the company’s main base had been, if so. All they had sacrificed… All they’d done… All for nothing. He couldn’t- wouldn’t- let that be so.
“You can always attempt to learn, sire.” His cape half-fluttered in the night, the side not pulled in by his hand dancing on the wind. “‘Commoner talk’ is simply speaking about things that cross your mind… In less harsh manners.” He really hoped the king didn’t just start ranting. He could see the old rudeness of the other in some of his words, but it was more subdued than it had once been- less prickly, less closed-off. He wondered…
“… For instance… I will need to speak with Sword Knight briefly, when we return to the castle… And I am wondering if there will be any new swords on the market in the near future.” There wouldn’t be. He knew there wouldn’t be.- The destruction of the town was far too great, and he couldn’t afford to leave it for some silly hobby like sword-collecting. “What about you? Do you have any plans for the night, or ideas for the near future?”
There. Something rather simple… Hopefully. It wasn’t anything intense like ‘can you give me a rundown of how you plan to fix Dreamland’ or ‘what are you going to do if eNeMeE attacks again’… Just… Ideas. Things he could make and toss as he so pleased… Meta faintly removed his hand from the other’s grasp, but stayed close as he wrapped his cape tighter around his form.
He didn’t comment, but Meta Knight did feel the increase in speed… Alongside a very faint return of that same aura from earlier. He kept his mouth shut, continuing to guide the king home… It was strange to see the other hanging his head, when usually he kept it high, proud as a parakeet.
Huh. So that was how it was done? His initial thought was that he didn’t like it, he was close to just tossing the conversation aside and yet...He had never been asked about his plans, not by anyone aside from Escargon but really that had been in the job description now hadn’t it? Best not to dwell on the past though he suspects that dwelling on the past was what he would be doing for the night. He would lose his dignity or at least flakes of his pride if he were honest to Meta Knight here. That would not do. Nor would telling the knight that most of his nights were spent staying up pacing back and forth or frantically hiding under the covers from the shadowy fiend who he feared would claim him and stalked him so.
★ ❝Well,...uh, I’ll have a late night snack, and...❞Yeah, it was lonesome at the castle without the snail or trouble to cause but that was what he had deserved entirely now wasn’t it? When he became stumped for anything else then the irritation showed it probably did not help that he felt as though they were being stalked again. He tried to focus on something else, catching Meta Knight's glowing eyes and change of color within them...had they always done that? He averts his gaze. Still frustrated about everything.❝ Well I don’t have t’spill my nightly endeavourin’s t’ya,ぞい - (zoi!) .❞ As for the future? He just hoped there was one at this point.
The future was something he never thought of, if he did he wouldn’t be in this situation, or maybe he would still, he always was terrible for caring about the consequences of his actions. ❝ Bah, I don’t know about no future, what am I s’pose to do now? ❞ He finally bellowed. Even still what Meta Knight had said about the sword market sounded promising for this demon he was facing. Perhaps if it was an imminent threat the Knights would be well equipped for it. Dedede still has doubts or just general apprehensions about asking Kirby for help. Better to stay away from the pink eye sore.
★ ❝What if I ain’t got no future no more? ❞There it was. ❝ I gots a castle, a kingdom, servants as farsley as I can see an’ still...I feel empty. ❞ And afraid.❝And my past is huntin’ me like a dog gon’ dog, ぞい - (zoi!) .❞ If only it were a distant past.
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