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[Chiron pausing to try and pigeon-hole Emet into the other classes with increasingly distressing results, hate this --]

Well, do you have proficiency with any weaponry? A sword would give you some compatibility with the Saber class, for instance...

[Also? Trying to imagine Emet as a Berserker... mmm don't like that either, he almost starts laughing]

I do agree, though... and she considers me a comrade, besides. If she felt compelled to act, it is likely she would make me her accomplice.

None that I am more proficient with than magic.

[please no i'm laughing at the thought of berserker emet-selch, god.]

I take it that if she asked you to be her accomplice, you would accept?

... Perhaps. If her reasoning was sound.

[Voice slightly muffled, so he turns his head, staring at a nearby wall. His tail flicks to the side]

I do not bind myself to anyone without cause. While I might respect her position as Ruler, if I were to disagree with her methods, we could just as easily find ourselves on opposite ends of the battlefield.

Unsurprising, all things considered. I would not expect blind loyalty of you.

[he considers a moment, before he says, all too lightly:]

But if you were to become involved, I would not be the one to point it out.

[-- There are some moments that Emet truly exhausts him and this is one of them.]

Only if I found information that I deemed worthy of trust. If I were acting in a manner unbefitting to the group, I'd be disappointed in you not throwing me to the guillotine.

Oh, I would want to know your reasons, naturally... but you are not the sort to act in such a way without them. Not as you are.

[--which may change, yes. but he's already on watch for that.]

... You are not incorrect.

[He can safely say that; as long as he is himself, he will let duty guide him, and little else]

And you? Do you think you will ever be moved to kill in this "game"?

Most likely not. I have little that would motivate me to do so-- everything of import remains behind. I desire only to return to it.

[he wouldn't particularly care about doing it...

but he also isn't particularly driven to do so.]

Mm... to return to something...

[Echoing the words to himself, neutral, even as his mind winds through nostalgia.

It has... been a long time since he belonged enough to anything to return to it. And now instead he will go to death's embrace once he finishes his business here.

It doesn't hurt accepting this. But he does wonder if being in this Realm will...

Well. No matter.]

Ah, yes, before I forget -- were you gifted an item on Friday, perhaps? I would share my knowledge with you, if you would do the same for me.

There is much work to be done there, yet.

[so it's not exactly going to be a joyful return, or one after which he can relax... but a return, regardless.

the question pulls his thoughts back, however, and he nods.]

So I did. I take it yours has some function as well?

Yes. If I concentrate on a person while holding it, they will lose self-confidence for twenty-four hours.

A loss of confidence... interesting. I wonder how many are detrimental effects.

[ah, right. his own:]

Mine will prevent the intended target from sleeping until the next Monday.

[-- Yikes?]

You mean to say, no matter the day you use it on...?

So it seems, yes. It could be potent, if used correctly-- though it goes without saying that I would not do so without reason.

Yes... it is the same for me as well... though I believe I'd only consider its usage if it would disrupt a trial in a manner to my liking.

[Which, frankly, would only be if he was killing and for some reason could not afford to get caught.

As they've already discussed, Chiron does not move without purpose... so the chances are slim in his eyes.]

Then we are largely in agreement, there.

[with a slight tilt of his head, he adds-]

Who was with you?

Hansa.

[-- and then, with blunt honesty]

He will likely use his at some point, but I have trust he will behave himself to some degree, since he knows that I know.

I do not necessarily expect Sora to use it, on the other hand, but if he does-- well. The two of us are aware.

Ah, yes. Sora.

[Smiling.

Another one of his kids, maybe.]

That one amuses me. Though he doesn't realize it, a variation of myself taught him how to fight.

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