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[weenwoon]

[You are greeted with the sound of randomly disrupted static, at the end of which three melodic beeping signals are heard. Yep, that's your cue to leave a message!]

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[maidenheaven]

[ he's a difficult person ]

Well! You can't love everything you make—but I'm glad that you don't regret it.

Ah—I've taken up quite a lot of your time, haven't I?

[weenwoon]

A-Ah, that should be my line. You went out of your way to see me, after all... and I am very grateful. I feel much better for your support and understanding, Lucifel.

[maidenheaven]

I'm happy to be of some help.

[ bringing his cup of tea up to drink it ]

The tea is lovely, by the way. Where did you say you got it from?

[weenwoon]

It's a gift from Cosmo. He came to visit me the other day, too... He does fret over me, though in this case it is not unwarranted.

[maidenheaven]

Oh?

[ hum ]

You must be very close to him, if he frets over you.

[weenwoon]

[He smiles.]

Sometimes I wonder if he is not my father. Though I doubt it, in the end, but it's not such a bad thought.

[maidenheaven]

Father? Though, you two look similar in age—ah, I suppose I wouldn't know how his species ages.

[weenwoon]

[He hums thoughtfully.]

We are nigh immortal. I would imagine we are not subject to the same laws of physical aging as mortals... But he does fuss over me much like one would over their child.

[maidenheaven]

Perhaps because you have yet to regain many of your memories—well.

[ with a little laugh, bringing the teacup to his lips again ]

I wouldn't blame anyone for treating myself like a child when I had no memories to claim for my own. I effectively was one, after all.

[weenwoon]

[He sighs, a little exaggeratedly!]

I suppose that much is true, but... sometimes I feel that it goes beyond worrying for a friend. And it's not as though I was given a bad welcome by everyone else around me.

[maidenheaven]

I see. . .

[ :o does he LOOOOOOVE YOU LEVITY ]

. . . Well, it isn't impossible for parents to be in this place. My mother is here, too.

[weenwoon]

[no, duh, he's clearly dad. he didn't let him kiss him proper during mistletoe, therefore.]

Oh--she is? I would love to meet her.

And I suppose you are correct. Both Nero and Vergil are here too, after all...

[maidenheaven]

Ahaha—she would be on . . . Ah, it would be avante en garde. Her preferred name here is Amaranth.

[ hum ]

There's also Gold-san and Silver-san, who are siblings . . . really, there are a lot of families here, it seems.

[weenwoon]

Oh--I believe Hope actually told me I should speak to Amaranth if I wished to join the... active resistance, I think she called it? But that was soon after I arrived, and... there was much for me to take in, so I haven't yet been able to approach her.

[maidenheaven]

—ah, yes. She would be the ideal person to speak to of such matters, although . . .

[ hum ]

Do you intend to fight?

[weenwoon]

[He looks aside, his smile a little wry.]

...I doubt it. But eventually, if I could be of use... I want to be. Though I know very little of what is going on--in the grand scheme of things, that is to say.

[maidenheaven]

I see . . .

Well, you are on the unit that is best suited for you if you don't intend to fight yourself—even if you aren't on the battlefield, you can create something that can help those who fight ♪

As for the grand scheme of things, it might be best to ask Intensity-sama about that?

[weenwoon]

[Ah yes... Intensity. Levity's eyes glaze over a bit at the thought of the infodump he received within fifteen minutes of waking up here.]

... Do you intend to fight, Lucifel?

[maidenheaven]

[ oh my. ]

. . . Fighting isn't my forte, but if that is what must be done, I'll do it.