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[imatreenow]

[Comfortably secluded in the safety of his house, Mithos keeps a watchful eye on the sudden explosion of activity in the journals.

He...really isn't sure what to think at this point.]

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[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[He looks concerned when she says that. Doesn't she know that no one here can be trusted? That they're all their enemies?] Martel, the people here are the same as in that worthless, broken world we left behind. You shouldn't trust them. They could hurt you...! Just like everyone else who turned their backs on you!

[loving-goddess.livejournal.com]

Mithos... [She sighs deeply and rests a hand on his head.] I'd rather not have this conversation just yet, alright? I promise you, I won't be hurt so easily... I'm still one of the four heroes of the Kharlan War, after all.

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

I...don't understand. ["This" conversation?]

Martel, is something wrong? [How can anything be wrong? They're finally together again...]

[loving-goddess.livejournal.com]

[She stares at him for a moment. How does she even begin? The last time she tried to tell him what she thought of the things he'd done, to say it went poorly was a gross understatement.

But still...]

It just worries me the way you're talking about the people here. Have you even given them a chance, Mithos?

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head violently.]

No! Martel, they don't deserve a chance! The last time we gave people a chance, they...they took you away from me! Nobody can be trusted!