[ kenos has afforded dextera plenty of opportunities to get in shape, compared to the tower from whence he came. any athletic progress he would make would inevitably be reset by his death, but now, his body reflects his growth—in ways both good and bad, at times, but today the results of his training show themselves. he’s able to keep up with the other humans, though there’s no way he’ll ever manage to meet hayame.
sympathy for manon squeezes his heart. everyone else seems to want him to return; dextera would be happy for that, too, but more than that he needs to ensure he gets his personal closure with something he’s nurtured for the past several months. manon has been his responsibility. in a way, manon exists now because of him, and that causes a person to want to dig their fingers in and hold.
his communion is for manon alone, whether or not he answers. ]
I just want to give you something! I’ll make them let you go.
[ so he says, and then it’s directed toward his fellow meris in pursuit. ]
no subject
sympathy for manon squeezes his heart. everyone else seems to want him to return; dextera would be happy for that, too, but more than that he needs to ensure he gets his personal closure with something he’s nurtured for the past several months. manon has been his responsibility. in a way, manon exists now because of him, and that causes a person to want to dig their fingers in and hold.
his communion is for manon alone, whether or not he answers. ]
I just want to give you something! I’ll make them let you go.
[ so he says, and then it’s directed toward his fellow meris in pursuit. ]
I have a spell… I can help!