Note: please be as cryptic as possible regarding any specific actions your character takes when discussing them in the game channel to avoid influencing everyone else!
It's fine... You didn't know the original tree, or what it meant to me, so there's things that are bound to be hard to understand.
[he stands up]
The Gigas Cedar is a demon tree. It's not made of love, or care. It existed as a roadblock, and even now, it's keeping me from resting in peace. My Calling was to cut the original tree, but it was impossible to do in one life-span. So I was expected to live out my life alone, just like old man Garitta, who was before me, and all the others who went before him...
[he shakes his head at himself, throwing a few more branches into the fire]
The thing is, even if it's what's keeping everyone in this place alive now, it's still this tree, you know? I chose to look after it to atone and prove it to myself that I'm still human, but I can't do that and leave all the branches in all the colors at the same time. We can't both have what we want. So in a way, we're fighting a battle. The tree doesn't care about anything except survival, and it will absorb any colors it can, because... it's hungry, and that's the only thing it knows how to do.
Meanwhile, I...
[he trails off]
Well, it doesn't matter. Nothing will change between me and your unit no matter what happens here. Not with the way things currently are, so you don't have anything to worry about.
[mentally redacting some of the good vibes he was sending the tree earlier. If this is a battle between Sol and the tree, he'd rather send good vibes to Sol, instead.]
...Is there anything I can do to help you out? Even if it's stuff like bringing you food or keeping you company.
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[he stands up]
The Gigas Cedar is a demon tree. It's not made of love, or care. It existed as a roadblock, and even now, it's keeping me from resting in peace. My Calling was to cut the original tree, but it was impossible to do in one life-span. So I was expected to live out my life alone, just like old man Garitta, who was before me, and all the others who went before him...
[he shakes his head at himself, throwing a few more branches into the fire]
The thing is, even if it's what's keeping everyone in this place alive now, it's still this tree, you know? I chose to look after it to atone and prove it to myself that I'm still human, but I can't do that and leave all the branches in all the colors at the same time. We can't both have what we want. So in a way, we're fighting a battle. The tree doesn't care about anything except survival, and it will absorb any colors it can, because... it's hungry, and that's the only thing it knows how to do.
Meanwhile, I...
[he trails off]
Well, it doesn't matter. Nothing will change between me and your unit no matter what happens here. Not with the way things currently are, so you don't have anything to worry about.
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...Is there anything I can do to help you out? Even if it's stuff like bringing you food or keeping you company.
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Oh, um...
...You still want to do that, after all I said?
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Yeah. It is.
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[but he seems a little happier now]