[ Her hand is always so warm — or maybe it's their hands that are always cold, on account of the strange substance running through their veins. Either way, her touch is always a comfort, and one they're able to respond to more readily, nowadays. Slowly, they open up their palm so that they can clutch at her hand gently, their grip light and tentative. There's a nod, to all she's said - agreeing to letting her worry about them - before they muster up the courage to speak again. ]
It's not because I think you're weak...
[ They'd known from the beginning that Emiri had magical talent — they don't doubt at all that she is, ahem, "p tough." But, this is what they're good at, right? It's what they were made for. Being strong and able to withstand the force of any opponent. At least with her, they can use their power for something good, something they believe in. ]
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It's not because I think you're weak...
[ They'd known from the beginning that Emiri had magical talent — they don't doubt at all that she is, ahem, "p tough." But, this is what they're good at, right? It's what they were made for. Being strong and able to withstand the force of any opponent. At least with her, they can use their power for something good, something they believe in. ]
It's because you're... my... f... fr...
[ FRIEND, THEY'RE TRYING ]