*somewhat distantly, thinking of a fragment of the nightmares - Blues' scarf laying on the pavement...* Sometimes bad things happen. Even to the oldest of us.
*shakes his head as if to clear it* We all have bad days, oniisan.
There are things I still wonder about too, oniisan. Some things, there might never be answers for. But Air's right. Now is more important. You can't do anything about the past. You can only change things that haven't happened yet.
*Quint nods slightly* I try not to think too much about the things I don't have answers for. Maybe someday I'll find out. Maybe I never will. But I have other things I need to do, and I can't let the past interfere.
*Quint's embarrased* I guess I think about it too much sometimes. Trying to stop that is what I'm doing now. I was really confused when I was found in the Nexus... well, after I was repaired, anyway. But after I found out about that, I couldn't let myself be confused any more. Not if I'm going to stop it.
*Air looks a bit concerned.* Are you alright, Metal? Be careful. Your systems still need time to adjust. You should know that happens with any changes.
*Metal shivers a bit.* Feel like I did when Wind decided he wanted to observe how long I could go without rest before collapsing. Except without the pain...
*Metal starts to take a step, not quite realizing how bad the tiredness is. He stumbles a bit.*
*Air rushes to try to help Metal. He's worried enough that he forgets to be careful about the sharper parts of Metal's armor. Air doesn't quite realize the mistake until he grabs Metal's shoulder and feels the blade cut into him. He winces a little, but tries to not shown the discomfort.* Be careful, Metal.
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*shakes his head as if to clear it* We all have bad days, oniisan.
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*Metal pauses a bit, placing one of his hands on his head.* My head feels strange...
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*Air watches Metal critically, watching carefully for any sign that he might fall.* I don't think so, big brother. What's wrong?
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It's ok, oniisan. So much has happened all at once... It might help if you sit down.
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*Air rushes to try to help Metal. He's worried enough that he forgets to be careful about the sharper parts of Metal's armor. Air doesn't quite realize the mistake until he grabs Metal's shoulder and feels the blade cut into him. He winces a little, but tries to not shown the discomfort.* Be careful, Metal.
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