[His head snapped up when she spoke. Almost looking confused before the words registered.]
Montage-
[What does he even want to say? One part thinks he should volunteer. He should volunteer because he's a superhero and that's what heroes do, right? He certainly doesn't want to watch Montage die, but the thought of it....the thought of maybe failing, of dying]
[His body shakes and he can't bear to look at her.]
[He's afraid, terrified, he doesn't have that bravery he remembers. That's why it was so weird, because he's not brave or self sacrificing and even for someone he wants to protect, he can't-he can't-]
[He wraps his arms around himself and when he speaks, it's quiet, painful, but he can't get himself to argue.]
[He let's out a shuddering breath, pulling away. He needs to pace. Move. His head is feeling too full and fuzzy and he has to THINK.]
Hat is gonna be too low, too uncertain. Limbs are possible, but first jump into pain...not really sure how good it's even be, would limb even matter when they could have death...
So it's....it's stuff like memories, abilities... [Rubbing at his forehead.]
[It'd be high. It'd be high because the mental matters A LOT to him.]
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Montage-
[What does he even want to say? One part thinks he should volunteer. He should volunteer because he's a superhero and that's what heroes do, right? He certainly doesn't want to watch Montage die, but the thought of it....the thought of maybe failing, of dying]
[His body shakes and he can't bear to look at her.]
[He's afraid, terrified, he doesn't have that bravery he remembers. That's why it was so weird, because he's not brave or self sacrificing and even for someone he wants to protect, he can't-he can't-]
[He wraps his arms around himself and when he speaks, it's quiet, painful, but he can't get himself to argue.]
Okay.
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She bends down a bit, and hugs him tightly.]
It will be okay. I've been through situations like this before.
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Is there anyone to avoid people dying?
[Because he's not seeing any loopholes.]
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....
Are we...going to do that?
[It's his first game, he doesn't know what she can take. He doesn't know what HE can take.]
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Yeah. Yeah, I...I guess so.
[One hand moves to grip the edge of her shirt.]
So it...has to be good to win, right?
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I suspect that is so. Perhaps my clothing and jewelry. Or perhaps I will go further, and give of my own body.
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...is it possible to get the stuff back, eventually?
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At least...physical things.
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Ah, you are correct. Either, or both of us can.
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Then I just offer to supplement and up our chances.
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Is this...is this a magic thing. Does it just have to be physical, or does anything go as long as it's mine?
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What about you?
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[He let's out a shuddering breath, pulling away. He needs to pace. Move. His head is feeling too full and fuzzy and he has to THINK.]
Hat is gonna be too low, too uncertain. Limbs are possible, but first jump into pain...not really sure how good it's even be, would limb even matter when they could have death...
So it's....it's stuff like memories, abilities... [Rubbing at his forehead.]
[It'd be high. It'd be high because the mental matters A LOT to him.]
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