[ At that, their eyes finally dart back to him - to where he's crouching on the ground. Their hand doesn't lessen around the hourglass nestled in their palm, but they at least cease desperately looking behind them. The truth is, they've tried to think as little as possible about the two factions. To align with Meridian would mean going back to a world full of people they'd betrayed, who no longer would want anything to do with them - and to go back to a mother who hardly had any use for them. When they'd heard about those little 'sunbeams' that side was doling out, they'd strayed as far away as possible.
But Zenith... aligning with them would mean accepting that everything is gone, that they're the one person left. And that's almost too much. Predictably, then, they're stuck waffling between the two. ]
I can't do that...
[ More accurately, they don't want to. Well, they would rather the person before them be an ally rather than an enemy, given the frightening visage. But they doubt that's a good enough reason to join up. ]
I'm not good for either side. So asking me to join you is... [ A bad idea, is the implication. Crona really believes there's probably nothing that someone like them could offer to Zenith that would be that beneficial. They can tell just from the man's words alone that he clearly cares about Zenith coming out on top. ] I don't want to create a new world or anything like that. It doesn't make sense for me to be there.
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[ At that, their eyes finally dart back to him - to where he's crouching on the ground. Their hand doesn't lessen around the hourglass nestled in their palm, but they at least cease desperately looking behind them. The truth is, they've tried to think as little as possible about the two factions. To align with Meridian would mean going back to a world full of people they'd betrayed, who no longer would want anything to do with them - and to go back to a mother who hardly had any use for them. When they'd heard about those little 'sunbeams' that side was doling out, they'd strayed as far away as possible.
But Zenith... aligning with them would mean accepting that everything is gone, that they're the one person left. And that's almost too much. Predictably, then, they're stuck waffling between the two. ]
I can't do that...
[ More accurately, they don't want to. Well, they would rather the person before them be an ally rather than an enemy, given the frightening visage. But they doubt that's a good enough reason to join up. ]
I'm not good for either side. So asking me to join you is... [ A bad idea, is the implication. Crona really believes there's probably nothing that someone like them could offer to Zenith that would be that beneficial. They can tell just from the man's words alone that he clearly cares about Zenith coming out on top. ] I don't want to create a new world or anything like that. It doesn't make sense for me to be there.