[ He's frowning under the mask. Deeply. All the offense taken, actually. ]
…I pray you just have good olfactory senses. [ Brook doesn't really have that, thankfully. He adjusts himself to slide from the tree and onto the ground. He gives a subtle little hop afterwards to keep his balance. ] You say "residents" so easily. Do you think being trapped here automatically makes us that?
[ Shrugs. ] You say this as if people haven't started house fires in houses they're still in. I don't know you well enough to assume you'd do otherwise.
I feel like setting a monster on fire might come with similar results, though. Where did you even find that... [ Sir, he has concerns. ]
[ Brook has been very intentionally avoiding those shadow-y people. He's now even more put off that one of them saw fit to give a teenager a flamethrower. What the fuck. ]
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…I pray you just have good olfactory senses. [ Brook doesn't really have that, thankfully. He adjusts himself to slide from the tree and onto the ground. He gives a subtle little hop afterwards to keep his balance. ] You say "residents" so easily. Do you think being trapped here automatically makes us that?
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No. But I don't care much about semantics. [He shrugs.] You can call us "otherworlders," "outsiders" or even "prisoners" if you want.
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[ He's, again, going to gesture to the flamethrower. Mostly because he's just really confused, like, bro?? Are you???? good???? ]
What's this for, anyway? I don't suppose you were trying to burn the trees down, right?
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[Except he might have tried anyway if Ydalir didn't warn him that he'd end up like Nene and Elsword, oops.]
I have it for self defense in case more monsters come out of the woods.
[Natsuno doesn't actually say duh, but he obviously thinks that. What else would you have a weapon for? And no, he's not okay, thanks for asking.]
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I feel like setting a monster on fire might come with similar results, though. Where did you even find that... [ Sir, he has concerns. ]
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[ Brook has been very intentionally avoiding those shadow-y people. He's now even more put off that one of them saw fit to give a teenager a flamethrower. What the fuck. ]
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[This hesitation he gets, even if his own reservations have long eroded under a constant current of improbabilities and disasters.]
I know they look creepy, but they really are just trying to help. They're stuck just like us.
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