>>5637368“That's you kiddo.” you whisper in your daughter's ear, setting her on the ground before you. “Go accept his thanks, you saved his life.”
“Right!” she tells you, nodding once then turning around to the Namekian Elder. Still holding the second, still-full Divine Blessing in her hand. “I brought it! Well, my sister was the one who found these things first, but I brought one here for you!”
“Really? Well then, I must thank you, little girl.” the elderly Namekian says, grunting a bit as he struggles to go down to a knee, getting closer to your daughter's level. “What is your name?”
“I'm Okira! And this is Imagine Dragon!” she says, gesturing to herself then to her Stand. Which the elder clearly cannot see, but chuckles regardless. No doubt thinking it some sort of imaginary friend or something.
“Well now, Okira. Thank you. And you as well, Imagine Dragon.” he says, your jaw dropping a bit as he looks towards where her Stand is. But then you notice he isn't meeting the Stand's eyes, but looking close enough to it to fool your daughter. Who then holds out the second bottle to him, the elder's eyebrows going up. “What's this?”
“Here, keep this one too.” she says, offering the second Divine Blessing. “Just in case someone else needs it and I'm not here.”
“Well, thank you very much.” he says, setting the empty glass in his right down and taking the second one in his right hand. Still bracing himself upright with his cane in his left. “You are a kind and generous child, I cannot thank you enough.”
“You're welcome!” she replies, ignoring the stares of the villagers directed to her. All the stares, except for one. The child, the one who'd been so initially distrustful is looking at her in awe. “See? I told you I could help!”
“Yes you did.” the little Namekian child says, suddenly bowing at the waist. “I thought you were another bad guy and was mean, I'm sorry for how I acted.”
“Its fine!” your daughter says, running up and grabbing his hands. “Everything worked out just fine!”
As she holds him by the hands, dragging him in a circle as she dances and laughs happily, the young Namekian begins laughing as well. Your gaze shifts to the elder, who is watching them with a warm smile on his face. But you can tell he needs assistance to rise, walking over and offering him your arm.
“Need a hand up?” you ask him quietly, the elder Namekian nodding. You gently help the old man upright, who exhales with a heavy sigh once he's upright. “Are you going to be okay?”
“Your daughter has a good heart.” he replies, not addressing your question as he watches the kids dance happily. “As do you, Karn.”
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