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[beewulf]

Alright, I suppose this should be said again. But for those going after the Fisher King. Don't. Touch. The. Seahorses.

[Said by a familiar-looking woman. Currently dressed up in something that at least fit him better than the clothing that he had on previously.

Beowulf looks slightly annoyed right now, scowling and such. But the annoyance is more towards himself than at the stupid seahorses.]

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[beewulf]

He couldn't, and those I brought with me, my most loyal, brave, and capable, had fled. There was no one else. Just me and a young lad who barely had whiskers, quaking like a leaf in his boots. What kind of king would I be if I ran like those who abandoned me, leaving behind my only kin, one far younger than me to be a dragon's snack? What kind of person would I be if I left those I swore to protect no matter what?

[For a moment he feels anger bubbling up inside his breast. Memories of kings he had met before, many who would have done just that. Beowulf calms it, even as it flashes in his eyes for a moment.

Fiery and feral.]

...The old should not, and cannot sacrifice the future. At that time, much of my strength had left me. The passion and flame of my youth had long since burned away. Leaving me frail. But I was not helpless, and it was not completely gone.

[He thinks for a moment longer. No real answer he could give her would really suffice.]

I was not a good king, I don't believe I was. But... behind me, through all of those years that broke me down, surrounded by those who would seek their own greed and desires at the cost of others, dragons- there were still those behind me. Living as best they could, as happily as they could. Even though I was not a good king, I still stood as their bulwark against those dragons. Even abandoned as I was, even as old as I was, even with help, I could not run. And I could not allow someone to die in my stead.

The fires of my youth might have been gone along with my strength when I faced Grendel. But... I could have sworn I heard a voice, or voices, reminding me that it wasn't absolute zero.

[reloves]

[ It is true.

No answer he could give her could suffice. Nothing he's saying is making Minako feel even slightly better about how the entire thing went down. Even thinking back on it now makes her feel almost nauseous all over again.

It just hit a little bit too close to things from back home. Things she'd rather not think about. ]

Then you should have sent me away entirely. Then you shouldn't have made me grab stuff for you afterwards. You can have it one way or another way, but you wanted to have both.

[ She shakes her head to herself, her tone clearly hurt. ]

That's not fair towards me whatsoever.

sorry been busy as of late

[beewulf]

The only way to have escaped the memory was to press on through. To finish the memory and leave.

[Like in all things, the only way through was to move forward. He drums his fingers a little in thought.]

Would you have left? I could have, but would you have gone away? You wanted me to run and leave it for someone else, I could not. You wished I pushed you away, or even that you never entered that place to start with.

This goes beyond just an altered dream or memory of mine. What exactly is bothering you? What precisely is making you feel regret?

it's alright, it happens!! c:

[reloves]

Why are you trying to act like it's not as if everyone would have been bothered by that?

[ Because Minako sure likes to think so. Who would like to be forced into a situation like that?

If it had been anyone else, would they not have gotten mad? Minako can't imagine it. ]

I just don't like seeing people unnecessarily hurt! W-Who would?! Stop acting as if I'm weird for being totally normally mad! Just say "sorry for putting you into that position, Minako"! [ Getting interrogated like this only makes it ache more, and she sounds more hurt than just outright angry at this point. ]

thank you~! <3

[beewulf]

Because I did what I could, and to say I threw myself unnecessarily into harm's way is far from the truth.

[It's the farthest thing from the truth.] People had been upset, but not in the same way you currently are.

[He knows she has a right to be mad and upset, and that it's natural to do feel that way.]

...I'm sorry, Minako. For making you hurt, and angry, and upset unfairly.

[reloves]

[ It still doesn't feel great, despite him apologizing.

After all, no apology ever truly feels like one when there's still so many caveats to it. But on the other hand - Minako understands that she's probably not going to get any better here. He's not willing to deviate from what he thinks, and she isn't willing to compromise on this issue either. Not when it still hurts, every time she thinks about it. ]

.. okay.

[ She doesn't sound happy. No, that 'okay' is definitely sad, even now. It's taking just about everything right now in this moment to keep herself from crying. She can feel it burning in her throat and eyes, but tries to resist actually releasing any tears with all she's got.

The girl doesn't say anything else. She doesn't have the strength for it, while at the same time trying to stop these tears. ]