t seems like just another day in this place. It's chilly, but not miserable, and there's a bit of holiday cheer in the form of a few of those trees people have managed to decorate.
Of course...there's also the shades, but who cares about those?
They wander, drifting too and fro, following their usual, typical lives as if they have no idea that they're not longer alive, no longer in their own proper home. They walk over the frozen lake in Flavo as if it's not even there, open doors that no longer exist, and settle into rooms that are nothing but rubble.
They're living in a past that only they can see, but perhaps you can see a bit more from watching them?
Only... maybe don't spend too much time with them, lest you start seeming too much like a ghost yourself.
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Ryan, then. I hope you'll forgive the presumption, but I would assume going on an expedition like this together would come with the natural acceleration to a first-name basis.
[Why is he like this.]
And believe me, it's no great concern to me, to take charge of our defense. I'd rather know in advance so that I can act more quickly in response to any issues, which really only benefits the security of both of us.
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[He'll let Ignis take the lead, then, considering that he's taking point on defense here-- and really, it's best not to let Ryan decide where to go in most cases.
I tried to google how tall Ignis is and wikia failed me so just know that if he's on the shorter side then Ryan's doing his best not to powerwalk right past him.]
I'll try not to get in your way if anything happens though, promise. I'm at least pretty good at that.
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Yes, if something comes up I'll need a radius of about ten feet to deal comfortably with whatever we run up against. But I don't foresee it being a problem. Most of the creatures in these woods would sooner flee than attack, unless provoked.
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[He keeps his eyes largely on the path as they go, watching for any obstacles, since god knows he'll trip on something as soon as he stops paying attention.]
And you don't really come off as the type, but I'd really like to leave them unprovoked wherever possible. Not really their fault we're wandering into their territory, and all.
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[Luckily, it's not a very long path into the woods, assuming one doesn't dawdle. Soon enough the trees start growing thicker, and off in the distance there can be seen an occasional glint of what's probably sunlight reflecting off of metal, when a stray sunbeam hits it just right.]
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[He shrugs at that, arms folded across his chest as they walk. Really, he gets the feeling it'd be hard to eradicate creatures in a place like this anyway, but it's the principle of the thing.]
Maybe it's because they come out here thinking that way that they end up with the menaces. Confirmation bias and all, I know, but I've never run into anything that terrible?
[They're surrounded by plenty of wood to knock on, but he does not, too distracted by that occasional glint of light through the trees.]
Oh- I think we're going the right way!