He blinked a little at the duel, then snapped out of it at the question. "Actually, more like I dragged him, and you," he said with a nervous chuckle. "I... that THING... seems a hell of a lot like the enemy. The Nightmares."
He looks at you. "You know how I fought. Please. Help me - both of you, if you can - to Pilot again. Love as my weapon, a...n anchor as my armor." He sighs. "Or SOMEthing..."
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Date: 2009-10-19 04:24 am (UTC)He looks at you. "You know how I fought. Please. Help me - both of you, if you can - to Pilot again. Love as my weapon, a...n anchor as my armor." He sighs. "Or SOMEthing..."