[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Sunny and Casey



"Ah, no. You needn't worry about upsetting me," Sunny quickly replies, shaking her head. "Concern is natural, and I greatly appreciate it. It is just... hrm..." She pauses for a moment.



"This may seem callous of me, but I feel as though the source of my unease rests not with the action, but with its source. It is... strange, to stand where I am with the others, yet have their concern directed towards me regardless." Her lips purse, and Sunny is again silent for a brief second before her smile returns with vigor.



"To be honest, I was hoping you had some pointers for me, in regards to strategy. I consider myself a scholar, and not of the military tactics variety. Perhaps it would behoove us to find somebody better with such things..."

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Sunny and Roland



"Well, if I may be so rude as to offer my opinion..." She taps her chin in thought, then shrugs. "I don't think you're so bad at things, your highness. After all, I don't think it's much fair to compare our situations."



"I'm simply a traitor, after all. No matter how noble my goals, I've betrayed my homeland for the sake of my personal beliefs. You hold steadfast in the face of such darkness. And I think that you're bound to stumble in such a situation, no?"



"Besides, think of what your loyal retainers may think of you looking up to a vagrant such as myself. Remember that you've got them just as much as you've got me. I may be your loyal scholar, but I am who I am, after all. And if it makes you feel better, I think you've the makings of a hero too. And I'm not one to offer limp reassurances."