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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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[weenwoon]

[SIR AS FAR AS HE'S CONCERNED YOU'RE THE ONE WHO NEEDS COMFORT???

also hm he has his Doubts(TM) about all of that but.]

What do you think of Emet-Selch and Lahabrea's plan to use the wishes we get upon graduation to save our star?

[rainshaveceased]

[why would he need comfort he's Fine???]

It is an extremely sound one. Safer and more expedient by far than the method we have relied on in the past. I would have made the same choice on my own had I arrived here before them.

[weenwoon]

[nnnnnnods]

Yes, it does seem quite good, doesn't it? Although I will admit I have my reservations regarding the price we pay for those wishes. The masters of this place are very capricious. I wish to return home as much as all of us, but I would still prefer not to rely on the wishes as our only way out, not unless we know in detail how they work and what they may cost us.

[He's seen too much of Imeeji to just take the Producers at their word ok!!]

[rainshaveceased]

The Producers may be powerful, but I highly doubt they can oppose Lord Zodiark at His full might. Once He has been restored, we will have nothing to fear.

[weenwoon]

[HM.]

... What of Hydaelyn?

[rainshaveceased]

She will be disposed with, of course.

[weenwoon]

[HM. HMMM. !!!]

... Elidibus, do you wish to save all of our people?

[rainshaveceased]

Of course I do. That is, and ever has been, my most important duty.

[weenwoon]

Even those who summoned Her?

[rainshaveceased]

[




please hold your elidibus has encountered a logic error and needs to reboot,]

[weenwoon]

[WHY ARE Y'ALL LIKE THIS

He will hold and also still Hold Arm. Please sir you're too baby for this]

[rainshaveceased]

[listen having a primal's designated purpose but also being tempered to that same primal is a wild fucking ride]

I- I'm sorry, what were you saying...?

[weenwoon]

[........ sir he is concerned for you?]

... There is something I wanted to ask you, but perhaps it can be left until a later time. It's not urgent.

[given that you seemed to dissociate out of your mind]

[rainshaveceased]

...As you wish. Please do not hesitate to ask me anything, though, no matter how trivial it might seem.

[listen, don't worry about it,]

[weenwoon]

[TOO LATE]

Thank you. Then... can I give you a hug?

[To keep the mood lighter! also you seem like You Need It]

[rainshaveceased]

[????]

Certainly, if you would like.

[weenwoon]

[BIG HUG TIME Levity is Lorge and Comfy. very good hugs. holds elidibus gently like hamburger]

[rainshaveceased]

[oh this is nice actually... big burger hug...

NOT THAT HE NEEDS IT THIS IS ENTIRELY FOR LEVITY'S SAKE]

[weenwoon]

[shhh only hugs now. also gently half-patting, half-petting Eli's back, Very Soothing

but u will have to tell him when hug time is over, otherwise he'll stay there for a while because he likes hugs and also because he's sad about you]

[rainshaveceased]

[please watch out for the wings

anyway as nice as the hug is he does start getting a little fidgety once he realises that it's not ending]

...Hythlodaeus?

[weenwoon]

[ :( but hug good

But he draws back! Smiling a little apologetically]

... Forgive me. In my own memories, you had just taken the post of the Emissary... I cannot help worrying for you.

[you were baby!!]

[rainshaveceased]

...That was a long time ago.

[weenwoon]

Indeed.

[12k+ years ago! He looks a little sad briefly, but that's not going to stop him from shitposting to keep the mood up.]

You young ones grow up so fast~

[rainshaveceased]

[l-laughs a little, sort of.]

I had to, if I was to have any hope of keeping up with the old men I was saddled with.

[weenwoon]

[OH NO... CUTE........ Levity lights up too at seeing him laugh. Success!]

I can only imagine what it must have been like, especially when it comes to Emet-Selch! Although he does seem to have evolved some manner of a sense of humour and mischief, at the very least.

[Like let's try to be upbeat about things and not talk about how horrific ur prolonged existences have been. Yet.]