>>5637578>>5637582>>5637598Cresselia glances at him and, with a straight face, speaks. <span class="mu-s"> It was nothing. </span> Theodore is unable to tell if it's a lie and readily believes her, granting benefit of the doubt. Why would she lie, after all?
>>5637579<span class="mu-s"> You are a vulgar little creature, aren't you? </span> She waves one of her ribbon-like wings at the fridge, dispelling it into space dust. It scatters as it is promptly collected by an invisible wind. <span class="mu-s"> I would rather not contaminate my space with... that. </span>
>>5637581>>5637583>>5637586>>5637592>>5637594<span class="mu-s"> I expected more maturity from those who bore a chosen mark. Regardless. If we are successful, those 'Mystery Dungeons' would become a passing bad memory. Forgotten as the land is freed. Good progress has already been made, and your continued actions do nothing to help or fix the situation. </span> She glares at Vee. <span class="mu-s"> I am the one out of touch? Perhaps you should watch your words. You think you have been entrusted to bear the weight of everything should it come to you. You believe that you must be at the center to 'fix' the broken. To 'save' the world. </span>
<span class="mu-s"> What I'm asking you to do is cease. Interlopers, your journey and destiny have been fulfilled. Rest and let things be. </span>
<span class="mu-s"> Time has no meaning in the realm of dreams. </span> She stares down at Kaku. <span class="mu-s"> Despite what I am, I do not fight. I have no desire to answer that primal urge. Interloper, you embody what you are much more than you let on. </span>
>>5637599Cresselia seems unbothered. In the realm of dreams where she resides, the mental damage slides off like water upon polished steel.
>>5637600<span class="mu-s"> There is none other who would be more concerned, who would be more in touch with the waking plane, and who understands our plight better than the embodiment of mortality. He has entrusted me to be the messenger. Let us work in peace, interlopers. </span> Cresselia is facing away now, looking to something distant and unnoticeable. <span class="mu-s"> Your actions will speak louder than your words. I'll know your answers soon enough, regardless of what you might tell me here. </span>
