Hold strong, Hot Pants. You won't fall prey to the refraction again.
[In November's opinion, he himself is in more danger than Hot Pants is, not having experienced it before. Now he is, and it's not great at all. If the Dreamer thinks this is something to embrace, then he's a total lunatic]
Indeed -- but you'll be fine because I'm here. I will stop the refraction from getting you into once another situation you'll regret later.
[His own refraction...it's making him kind of giddy, looking forward to what may happen if he's forced to fight the ones refracted. It's not good -- he's one to treat the situation with coldness, but he can feel himself be eager about it, and that includes fighting Hot Pants if necessary.
But at the same time, he does intend to do everything he can to stop her from falling into a stage where things will quickly spiral into destruction. It's the least he can do for her, after all]
[She almost wants to scoff, but the utter dread of the situation stops her. She doesn't want to hurt anyone again. Least of all November, because that would be like an ironic knife to the stomach, after everything.]
[She's silent for a moment.]
By the way...you never told me I was on that adventure of yours.
Indeed. You, Meteion, Malik, Jiuqing and Crow were there, but you were allies. It was strange -- I expected them all to turn against us, but instead they were helpful.
[To an extent it felt like, if they hadn't been there, things would have gone much worse!]
We got soundly defeated by something large and powerful. To have to fight you all would have been even more trouble than we could have dealt with at the time.
[If they got so injured and on the verge of death while being defiant and with full morale, he's pretty sure with disheartened moods after fighting their friends would have been even worse than that]
Did I ever appear in any of the adentures you faced?
Well, this place doesn't exactly play nice with making people fight more than they can handle.
[She shakes her head, gaze turned away.]
No. But I'm...glad for that. In previous times, we were made to fight those we liked. So...I only want that one act on my conscience. I don't want more of your blood on my hands. [...] You matter too much to me to handle that again.
...I didn't want to fight you in that adventure either. I was sure it would be necessary -- that it didn't come to happen did bring some relief.
[If anything, it made him even more defiant against the huge thing that almost murdered them all, really. He tried to set it on fire with magic. Backfired, but hey, he tried]
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[In November's opinion, he himself is in more danger than Hot Pants is, not having experienced it before. Now he is, and it's not great at all. If the Dreamer thinks this is something to embrace, then he's a total lunatic]
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[She can feel it. Like she's dipped her body in oil, and it isn't coming off anytime soon.]
[She slaps at another eye on an arm.]
We didn't even find any ways to counteract it besides Clarte's ability and the special gumballs, did we?
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[His own refraction...it's making him kind of giddy, looking forward to what may happen if he's forced to fight the ones refracted. It's not good -- he's one to treat the situation with coldness, but he can feel himself be eager about it, and that includes fighting Hot Pants if necessary.
But at the same time, he does intend to do everything he can to stop her from falling into a stage where things will quickly spiral into destruction. It's the least he can do for her, after all]
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[She almost wants to scoff, but the utter dread of the situation stops her. She doesn't want to hurt anyone again. Least of all November, because that would be like an ironic knife to the stomach, after everything.]
[She's silent for a moment.]
By the way...you never told me I was on that adventure of yours.
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[November looks away]
But that 'you' saved us. I suppose, to some extent, it was authentic.
[The other CYOA close CR also behaved like he thinks they would, if they had been real]
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[The next part...she frowns slightly.]
That "me" saved you...? So...you didn't have to fight me or anything?
[It's a bit unusual, given the track record.]
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[To an extent it felt like, if they hadn't been there, things would have gone much worse!]
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[She closes her eyes, letting out a low sigh.]
I'm glad I didn't hurt you all. Especially you. That would've been...
[Well. Icing on the rotten cake.]
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[If they got so injured and on the verge of death while being defiant and with full morale, he's pretty sure with disheartened moods after fighting their friends would have been even worse than that]
Did I ever appear in any of the adentures you faced?
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[She shakes her head, gaze turned away.]
No. But I'm...glad for that. In previous times, we were made to fight those we liked. So...I only want that one act on my conscience. I don't want more of your blood on my hands. [...] You matter too much to me to handle that again.
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[If anything, it made him even more defiant against the huge thing that almost murdered them all, really. He tried to set it on fire with magic. Backfired, but hey, he tried]
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...
[And she has to ask. She tilts her head.]
Even if you didn't fight me...I didn't die, did I?
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...That sure sounds like me. [........] But I'm sorry you had to see that.