"So this whole quest was.... What, a suicide mission for you? A chance to go out in a blaze of glory?" Morlia nods miserably and you laugh slightly, a soft 'heh' of amusement. Morlia sniffs and glare at you. "Look, I'm not sure if you're lucky or unlucky to have summoned us. I... we're not some mindless fighting Servant and we aren't going to sit by and watch you run into certain death." None of you could possibly stand to do nothing if that were to happen.
"Then I'll un-summon you before...."
"Hey!" It's not quite a shout but it makes her jump all the same. "First off, we are going to make sure you win against those bastards. Believe it or not some of us know something about loss, maybe not violent loss but still.... What I... heh, what We are trying to say is that we're with you all the way, for better or worse, because it's the right thing to do. Not just the We that is my head Morlia, we as in me and Diana. We're all here for you, crazy head voices and former-necromancers alike. You're not alone in this." Morlia sniffs a couple more times then starts rubbing at her eyes slowly.
"Thanks Fast, I... I don't know what to think but thank you for saying all that." Her voice is still thick with tears, shed and unshed both, but she does seem a little more cheerful, on the outside at least.
"Thank you for being summoned."
"Just try and remember most of us up here," you tap the side of your helmet. It rings hollowly. "Are mortals, death and loss we understand. If you wanna talk one of us will always be around with something relatively helpful to say." At least, you hope this was helpful, he reaction rather suggests that is has been helpful to her already if only a little bit.
"Actually, thinking about Diana and how she's here for you, where exactly is she? I mean, I'd go look but I kinda just made this whole speech about us all being in this together so," you offer her one large blue crystal gauntlet, "shall we?"
"Wait a moment..." Morlia says and starts desperately wiping at her eyes and cheeks with her sleeves. You watch a little bemused as she tries to erase all signs of her tears with woefully inadequate tools. Done as much as she can be, eyes red rimmed and shiny and cheek bones glistening suspiciously damply, she takes your hand.
You rise, pulling her up with you, and look around for where you last saw Diana. Since the rest of the makeshift camp is set up neatly you guess she's gathering firewood or something. There's some broken branches and twigs in precisely the opposite direction someone would take to get to the road. You follow the trail through several bushes.
You nearly run right into Diana, her arms full of firewood, and she looks up at you confused. "Uh... hi? Was I a long time or something?"
"Uh..." subtle... subtle how does a giant suit of armour do subtle? "Kinda, yeah, we were a little worried you might get into trouble alone out here." Oh yeah giant suits of armour don't really go in for subtle, you can't wink at her her pull expressive faces or anything....
"Actually maybe, like, you girls could girl talk or something 'cause Morlia's been complaining that she can't... discuss... dresses with me.... Um...." You sort of push Morlia towards Diana with one hand and scoop the firewood out of her arms with another and flee.
~*~
"Morlia."
"Yes Diana."
"Was Fast being weirder than usual?"
"I think that was Fast trying to be subtle."
"Huh...."
"...."
"So... what did Fast want me to talk to you about? Or am I just more huggable than a giant spiky suit of armour?"
"...sorry, I'll stop."
"...."
Diana Hug Attack Launch!!!!
"That doesn't mean you should hug me!"
"Yes it does."
[ ] What do before/during the night watch?
Haha! Schedule! Yes! Apparently putting a big red note in the sig works... good to know.