[it's a little distracting listening to the squirrel, but he seems marginally relieved that naib is following. fighting isn't great, but he does prefer teamwork. he'll just have to make sure that naib gets back to the side of the living before all of this is over.
how did both of them arrive here? he still doesn't know.]
Sometimes you just have to fight to protect the things you care about, even if you don't want to. And sometimes things don't turn out the way you thought they would.
[it's murmured to the squirrel, a little discontent as he thinks about the question he's asked often. "why them?" why do people think that hurting everyone else will really save them?
the squirrel says they wished for peace, and he thinks about xehanort who wanted to purge all of the worlds and all of those people in order to start over and regain peace. he wanted to be the one to control the destinies of others and maintain the balance of light and darkness, but it wasn't his decision to make.
he sort of wonders if something similar has happened here, too.]
There has to be a way to fix this. [so he's adjusting his grip on his hunk of metal and he turns to naib, nodding in agreement.]
I'll try. Just be careful. [THERE ARE GUNS?] If we could get them to attack each other instead...
[but he's not sure how. the focus is the people, so he moves forward to kind of baseslide in to try and guard one of the people that needs assistance, turning to look for an escape route. there has to be somewhere they can go, but he'll do his best to fight back to protect where he can.]
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how did both of them arrive here? he still doesn't know.]
Sometimes you just have to fight to protect the things you care about, even if you don't want to. And sometimes things don't turn out the way you thought they would.
[it's murmured to the squirrel, a little discontent as he thinks about the question he's asked often. "why them?" why do people think that hurting everyone else will really save them?
the squirrel says they wished for peace, and he thinks about xehanort who wanted to purge all of the worlds and all of those people in order to start over and regain peace. he wanted to be the one to control the destinies of others and maintain the balance of light and darkness, but it wasn't his decision to make.
he sort of wonders if something similar has happened here, too.]
There has to be a way to fix this. [so he's adjusting his grip on his hunk of metal and he turns to naib, nodding in agreement.]
I'll try. Just be careful. [THERE ARE GUNS?] If we could get them to attack each other instead...
[but he's not sure how. the focus is the people, so he moves forward to kind of baseslide in to try and guard one of the people that needs assistance, turning to look for an escape route. there has to be somewhere they can go, but he'll do his best to fight back to protect where he can.]