On one hand, Remnant sounds like a brutal place. On the other, Oscar's I'm-but-a-simple-farmlad vibe paints a picture of a quiet, peaceful life...before getting caught up in an ill-timed adventure with a bunch of grown-up fuck-ups, anyway. (Sometimes it's just like that, though!)
Vyng can't see the frown on Oscar's face (being a fire and all). But he senses the boy's discomfort. It's hard not to. Vyng can relate to it a bit himself.
He hadn't realized Auras and Semblances or whatever managed to keep everyone from getting too cut-up, though. That's convenient.
"Do what feels right to you," Vyng says, flames steadily licking the air. "That's the important thing. I'm not too jazzed about blood stuff either, so...I guess we're both figuring it out as we go, huh?"
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On one hand, Remnant sounds like a brutal place. On the other, Oscar's I'm-but-a-simple-farmlad vibe paints a picture of a quiet, peaceful life...before getting caught up in an ill-timed adventure with a bunch of grown-up fuck-ups, anyway. (Sometimes it's just like that, though!)
Vyng can't see the frown on Oscar's face (being a fire and all). But he senses the boy's discomfort. It's hard not to. Vyng can relate to it a bit himself.
He hadn't realized Auras and Semblances or whatever managed to keep everyone from getting too cut-up, though. That's convenient.
"Do what feels right to you," Vyng says, flames steadily licking the air. "That's the important thing. I'm not too jazzed about blood stuff either, so...I guess we're both figuring it out as we go, huh?"