â Indecisiveness was not something that Fairy Knight Tristan had been known for during her service as a knight, but it was something that had plagued Baobhan Sith plenty since becoming a Servant. Doubting her own decisions had become common, torn between two versions of herself as she was. She wanted to be better, like the kind of fairy she used to be, but fear of being treated as she had been then kept her poor attitude locked in place as well.
This woman, on the other hand, appeared to be incredibly cynical when it come to humanity. Not that she couldnât relate, but she was being strangely encouraging for some reason. Why? Did she have something to gain from it?
But that was just how the fairy had been wired to respond to kindness at this point, really.Â
âWorms will be worms, you have a point I suppose. But even then, I have no idea what good it will do. Most people have their minds made up, and no one is going to listen to me anyways! Maybe if people were rallied to me like they do my mother, or my Master, but Iâm the kind of person that pushes others away.â Sometimes literally.
     â  It takes a great amount of... skill... to draw people to you like that.  â  SPOKEN  with great reluctance, almost as if through gritted teeth, but sincere nonetheless. If their Master was the same as hers, and it was difficult to imagine otherwise, she could acknowledge their strength â no matter how begrudgingly. Lord Xiang Yu was that way once... Many admired her in those days, but moreso as a marvel than a figure. She was someone anyone would watch, and he was someone anyone would follow.Â
     â  Maybe it wonât make a difference at all. But if it were me, I would rather trust my instincts and accomplish nothing than roll over because it seems useless. Who knows ? You could inspire a fool or two that might be feeling the same way, but were too cowardly to make the first move.  â  ⌠Why was she talking so much ? Yu felt like she was stepping off a soap box of her own making. Is it because this Servant was a clear, distinct non-human ? Maybe. Or maybe she just wanted a break from venting out her ire in pointless fighting for a land she didnât really care about one way or the other. She clears her throat with a sidelong glance, suddenly acutely aware of how vocal sheâs been.
     â  Thatâs just my thought, anyway. It doesnât really matter to me what you do. I just donât think it should matter if it matters.  â