>>5218524>>5218528>>5218553>>5218573>>5218575It's been a while since you've had some downtime to talk, and with the recent change of plans, you're a sitting duck to whatever threats are present here, even if the moment is not appropriate as people are dying left, right and center, maybe entertaining yourself with the kid could serve as something to ease the tension.
"Change of plans, it happens. You have to adapt to the situation in order to survive."
"Really? Cuz I don't see any adapting, It's more like you're taking a nap and smelling the flowers."
"I've more than done my part and then some, alright? If you want a display of strength, it can wait for the next few... Years..." You gyrate your wrists and hear several snaps, taking this much damage and fractures is bound to make you lose your elasticty at some point, you can't even reach four toes without excrutiating pain.
Laying over as Isidro juggles the tourch between each hand, he observes your inaction. I guess you do look a bit like a weakling in his eyes, but you've yet to see any displays of strength on his end.
What would this meathead even be interested in for you to have a convo with?
>Did Guts tell you what was going on here?>Where are you from, Isidro? What's your deal?>Any reason in particular you decided to follow the Black Swordsman?>You're no apostle either, kid. I could snap you in half on a good day.>What do you know about fighting?>Write-in. 