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[Whew, this is... an extremely relatable train of thought, like Sol is verbalizing a lot of the stuff that's been weighing Cobalt down lately, too. It takes him a few moments to respond.]
It's... hard. It's really hard. I'm struggling with all of this, too.
The line between "forgivable" and "unforgivable" is fuzzy and subjective, but... you don't owe anyone your forgiveness. It's okay to be angry, and sad, and upset. It's normal to feel disappointed when people don't live up to the standards you expect of them. And it's important to act with integrity according to your own beliefs.
I think there's a limit to what we can do as individuals, but that makes it all the more important we do the things we can do. You may not be able to fix the general climate all by yourself, but you can improve the lives of the people around you. Sometimes it's just the smallest gestures of kindness that make all the difference, and make things bearable when they otherwise wouldn't be.
And for what it's worth, I think you improve this place just by being here. You're cool, and easy to get along with, and you have interesting things to say... I feel lucky to know you. You don't have to bring anything else to the table, it's enough just that you're you.
This place makes it impossible to protect our loved ones, no matter how hard we try. But do your best anyway! Protect them when you can! And when you can't, protect their mental health instead. Comfort them when they're sad. Patch their wounds. Bring them food and pat their hair and listen to their worries and show them that you care about them. Because the physical stuff sucks but the emotional wounds are the ones that hit the hardest and last the longest. And as their unitmate, you're in the best position to help them with those things, better than anyone else.
That's very thoughtful of you. But please remember that your needs are just as important as everyone else's, and the people you care about also care about your happiness and wellbeing, too.
Speaking of which, where does your food normally come from, here?
. . . I was chosen as a hostage during my first game. I think no one on your unit was present, but it was a bad game, and Yasuragi made the decision to sacrifice Cardigan to save me, even though there was a chance that both of us could have been saved. It was a timed decision.
Needless to say, I wasn't happy to be the reason someone died, or to have been considered so weak that I needed to be protected to that extent, but also... I was new, and I didn't expect anyone to care. I was a stranger to him, and to everyone else, yet Yasuragi did something that put his own life in danger for my sake.
From early on, being on a unit felt like something meaningful to me. I'd thought I had nothing, but I was on Taisho, and that meant I, too, had something to protect and fight for.
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It's... hard. It's really hard. I'm struggling with all of this, too.
The line between "forgivable" and "unforgivable" is fuzzy and subjective, but... you don't owe anyone your forgiveness. It's okay to be angry, and sad, and upset. It's normal to feel disappointed when people don't live up to the standards you expect of them. And it's important to act with integrity according to your own beliefs.
I think there's a limit to what we can do as individuals, but that makes it all the more important we do the things we can do. You may not be able to fix the general climate all by yourself, but you can improve the lives of the people around you. Sometimes it's just the smallest gestures of kindness that make all the difference, and make things bearable when they otherwise wouldn't be.
And for what it's worth, I think you improve this place just by being here. You're cool, and easy to get along with, and you have interesting things to say... I feel lucky to know you. You don't have to bring anything else to the table, it's enough just that you're you.
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It doesn't feel like enough. My unitmates keep dying.
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This place makes it impossible to protect our loved ones, no matter how hard we try. But do your best anyway! Protect them when you can! And when you can't, protect their mental health instead. Comfort them when they're sad. Patch their wounds. Bring them food and pat their hair and listen to their worries and show them that you care about them. Because the physical stuff sucks but the emotional wounds are the ones that hit the hardest and last the longest. And as their unitmate, you're in the best position to help them with those things, better than anyone else.
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That's what I've been trying to do. It's part of what I do here.
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Speaking of which, where does your food normally come from, here?
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Ah, I go back to my parents' home when I can, and I buy food back in the village.
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Do you need someone to watch the tree for you while you resupply? Or can I go pick some up for you?
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All stores will be closed this late, and it's too late to have dinner at home. I'll be okay with this.
[EATS SOME MORE POCKY!!]
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I've got, uh... these instant noodles. I don't have any water to cook them with, but if it's an emergency, you can eat them dry.
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...Actually, I'm a little surprised that you didn't stay at the festival.
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Ah... I didn't stay at the festival because I suspected you might be around here and I wanted to check on you.
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[takes it]
Thanks.
[for both things, probably? he's not specifying]
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[chilling out a bit by the fire]
How long have you been out here?
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How long? Hmm... Since my second game, the one with the poison. My shifts were shorter back then, though.
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Why then, specifically?
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Ah, it's kind of a long story, and it's not very interesting. You're sure you want to hear it?
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. . . I was chosen as a hostage during my first game. I think no one on your unit was present, but it was a bad game, and Yasuragi made the decision to sacrifice Cardigan to save me, even though there was a chance that both of us could have been saved. It was a timed decision.
Needless to say, I wasn't happy to be the reason someone died, or to have been considered so weak that I needed to be protected to that extent, but also... I was new, and I didn't expect anyone to care. I was a stranger to him, and to everyone else, yet Yasuragi did something that put his own life in danger for my sake.
From early on, being on a unit felt like something meaningful to me. I'd thought I had nothing, but I was on Taisho, and that meant I, too, had something to protect and fight for.
That's when I started looking after this tree.
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What did the tree look like back then?
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