>>24977213The next destination outlined, you, Midoro, and the councilmon get up to make haste, but just as Midoro nears the door, Garakaw steps in his way with an austere glare.
"No, child." he blocks him, club raised as a makeshift barrier.
Your Chespin buddy nearly stumbles back in shock. "W-Wha?! Papa! What's going on?!"
"You are not ready to seek an audience with the Siren," he says. "You are still young and have much yet to learn. Mr. Calemson has done well to see to your welfare thus far, but you will burden him no longer. You are not him and you haven't any reason to speak with her. You shall remain here."
"B-Bu—Papa! I-I'm a great explorer, I can—!"
"ENOUGH."The child freezes, throat caught.
"The Siren is a busy apostle, she has many responsibilities and little time to spare, a thin patience that's not to be wasted on you or your antics. You will stay put and await my return. I will not warn you again."
"I-I.. B-Bu......" Midoro raises his arms as if to put up an argument, but relinquishes, downtrodden. "..o....okay Papa...."
With those strict arrangements made, the door is promptly shut on him, leaving him to his own company.
>Midoro left your party.."I... I helped too.." 