Answers? [Post "The Power Called Sadness"]

[a_linear_mind]

[As the machines that made the trip to the Chimera Headquarters return, one that made the trip is missing. Thankfully, anyone looking for it will find that it isn't fair from Fort Alhambra. The machine is crouched over in one of the empty testing grounds, the self-repair of the machine running a lot slower than it usually does on top of the massive amount of damage it suffered during it's last fight. The pilot is not doing so well either. The man sits on top of the machine, not looking like his usual self at all. His gaze is set on the sunset and...the expression on his face is far from a happy one. He seems to be grasping at some sort of necklace, on closer inspector it's clear that he's holding onto a wedding ring that was kept on the necklace.]

...I bet you'd be laughing if you saw me right now.

[He also seems to be talking to himself. For someone who was just accused of killing someone he loved alongside 200 people, betraying his old friends, and trying to pull the wool over the Unity Group's eyes concerning his identity he seems...oddly calm. ]

Comments

[a_linear_mind]

...You're too naive for your own good.

[empress_without_a_throne]

You said it yourself; if you had it your way you'd spend the rest of your life hiding away from everyone.

What kind of evil man does that?

[a_linear_mind]

You really shouldn't be twisting my words to fit your narrative.

[empress_without_a_throne]

It's... not that. I've just been... measuring. What you've done against what's been said.

[She sits down opposite of Willis, laying the fish down between the two of them. And in the hopes of learning more about Willis without bringing up that incident, whatever it was...]

... What made you join the Unity Group?

[a_linear_mind]

I think you've already heard the answer to that, I just wanted a quick meal.

[empress_without_a_throne]

Right, right...

[The bag gets opened. There's cooked fish inside, the freaky kind that's safe for her to eat... and thus maybe looking a tad too exotic for Willis. But here's hoping.]

Here. About time we dig in anyways.