[ She admits it so easily in spite of all the emotions she expresses. If not a heart, then what is it that sets her apart from other blades? More importantly, is that knowledge important for him to have?
Berkut leans back in his seat. ]
You're sharper than that. Surely you know what I mean.
....You know I can feel it. [ She taps her crystal upon her chest. ] Our connection.
[ As much as he might feel hers. Nothing strong, but just enough to give each other some pause that something isn't quite right. An unease of sorts. She dares to prod further: ]
Rest assured, I shall cut down whatever stands in our way with your blade. [ He huffs mirthfully. ] I don't have much of a choice if I desire a sharp edge.
[ His lance is broken, and everything else here is rusted or dull. ]
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Berkut leans back in his seat. ]
You're sharper than that. Surely you know what I mean.
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It's just that it's a rather nice thing to hear you say. [ Unexpected, really. That he at least acknowledges she has a "heart". ]
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Does Mythra feel the same?
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[
Mythra thinks he should throw himself into the lake! With full armor!]Yes, she thinks the same.
But we both are wondering how you are faring, being bound to us.
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As you can see, I'm faring just fine.
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[ As much as he might feel hers. Nothing strong, but just enough to give each other some pause that something isn't quite right. An unease of sorts. She dares to prod further: ]
Is... something bothering you, Lord Berkut?
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That's of no concern to you. It is nothing I cannot handle.
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We are connected.
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[ In the past, these words would have been accompanied by a scowl. This time around, Berkut's outward affect is decidedly neutral. ]
Whatever it is that you're sensing, pay it no mind.
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Her answer comes out as a rasp, ] Am I not that heir's weapon? Whatever it is that troubles you... allow me to cut it from this world.
[ Cut herself out from being a thorn in his side yeah okay whoooosh. Someone tell her that she's the problem. ]
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Rest assured, I shall cut down whatever stands in our way with your blade. [ He huffs mirthfully. ] I don't have much of a choice if I desire a sharp edge.
[ His lance is broken, and everything else here is rusted or dull. ]
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"I don't have much of a choice"... and said with a smile at that. ]
...Ah, is... is that it? You would rather... not use me, if you could?
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[ Like pretending everything is fine. ]
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But... you desire strength. How may I prove I am worthy of you, if you would rather not use me to eliminate that which bothers you?
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He just about sighs. ]
Let me worry about that. All you have to do is answer my call, should I have need of you. I trust you have no objections?
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[ There is the lingering worry that he won’t call for her out of his own stubbornness, even when he does need her.
... ]
I hope to be useful to you.