➳ ❝ Sa... ya..ka-chan.... ? ❞

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➳ ❝ Sa... ya..ka-chan.... ? ❞

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“ master , i hope you do not mind the compliment— but you are quite pretty. i admire you. ”
“I’m nothing compared to you, Ruler-chan.” She says lightly, practically beaming at the compliment.
“ master , there is a chance you can regain your memory back— if those memories existed , that is. i wouldn't know the cause of this condition of yours nor the reason as to why. but , should you decide it— i can attempt to give you back your memories , however there is still a chance i won't be able to. whether it is better for you to remember or to not , whether you want to try , i shall leave it to your choice. ”
“You think there’s a chance you can help me remember, Sayaka? Can I.. think about it first? Right now my thoughts are all muddled and I don’t know if I should make decisions just yet.”
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vimoktsh сказал(а):
sir lancelot , i was just thinking of you. are you well ?
A voice almost forgotten -- the voice, not the face. (Forgive him, it’s been a while and his memory for nonessentials-- if that-- is lost in the fog of everything else.) He looks up and nods at the figure (young woman, carries herself in a way that’s always struck him as regal for reasons he doesn’t entirely understand).
“Ah, Ruler. You’ve come back.” The question she actually asked is half forgotten, the first matter is to look wide-eyed at her as if a silent couple of seconds is a summarily complete examination. Not much looks to have changed (but again, who is he to realize if something has). “Yes.”
Well enough. He’s still here, isn’t he? (’Well’ is a yes or no based on if he can pick up a weapon.) “Welcome back. It’s been a while... I think.”
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“ sir lancelot , come out. you will be fine. ”
He has no desire to respond to her, but he owes something, she is nice. What what might consider a friend. An acquaintance. Someone who tolerates him and should get something -- even though he can’t exactly offer words. “Mrrgh,” is all she gets. Irritated and brief, a good a ‘no’ as any. He does not want to come out, he wants to isolate and make himself miserable. It was easier when he was able to disappear into the forest or go into a castle no one would be able to find him in. This place it’s more iffy when he’s only got locked rooms to stew in, when he still feels obligated to answer any call to battle which means he has to be a little accessible.
Irritating when someone else drops by.
She only has kindness as a motive, human concern and all that. Lancelot knows. He can’t blame her for appearing at the door and saying something.
He can just blame himself (another thing on the pile) for not being able to respond like a normal person, take her words at face value and accept them, obey an order.
Unhealthy as it might be.
“Go ‘way.” Spare herself the ordeal of trying to reason with him.