Wesley's tale was heartwarming. Admittedly she wasn't sure if it was him or their surroundings, but she felt entirely at peace. It was strange, it was something she hadn't felt for a while. It hadn't been long ago when he had arrived at Dalmasca, fully ready to take the throne. And now, there they were, with Wesley giving her what she always wanted--the entirety of his devotion. She almost felt guilty, watching his face as he spoke, knowing that she was probably the reason why he would decide to bring his adventuring days to such a harsh halt. Nothing was set in stone, but Wesley was so determined, she knew he'd be heartbroken if it turned out she wouldn't be giving him a child.

But that wasn't what actually bothered her, was it?

Now that the chance was there, she needed to take full advantage of it. She put her hand over his, not wanting him to draw away from her. "[color=coral]You don't know how happy it makes me to hear you say that,[/color]" She said to him gently. "[color=coral]And that is the future I want with you. But before that...I must know the truth. I only partially overheard you and Emiri before, but...admittedly, I wasn't able to get the entirety of the conversation, even with Keiran exposing it.[/color]" She tried to ease into it the best way she could. "[color=coral]I don't know if it's denial, but I just don't think that 'Fandaniel' is the same as Keiran. I'm not saying that you're lying, it's just...just a feeling I have.[/color]"

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Keiran was muttering to himself as he once again walked through the halls. Why was he being ignored? He figured now would be as good a time as ever to get some sort of instruction. But nothing. No insults, no acknowledgment, it was as if he was just talking to hear himself. He hated that. Though as much as he hated that, he found the thought that he had been cut off even worse. No, that wasn't it. Shion probably had dealt a blow to his lord, that's all. But if that was the case, why wasn't the Creature then responding? Why? Had he done something wrong? He was so certain his master wanted him to stay with Emiri regardless of where she was, but he felt stranded.

He was nervous. Paranoid. He knew the moment Aloa returned that he was done for. Was that what his master wanted? Was this his way of disposing of him? Why?! He didn't realize how haphazard his own breathing had become until he had come to a stop. It may have been unintentional, but he had stopped right outside the room where he knew Shion and Jaakuna were. As if in a trance, he opened the door, though they were no longer talking. Shion was on the bed, completely drained, with Jaakuna laying on the floor, apparently just as passed out.

Carefully approaching Jaakuna, he knelt down, a finger poking Jaakuna's arm. The magicks reacted, showing he was now in possession of Belias' Sigil. Keiran knew he needed to be more careful around Jaakuna--that sword could completely bypass the connection he and Emiri had and damage him directly. Great. As if he didn't feel cornered enough. Keiran would stand, looking around the room, until his eyes landed on Emiri's pack. What exactly was he trying to do? What was he looking for? He didn't know, but as he would rummage through it, he found the dagger she normally kept on her.

If he wanted to, he could probably kill Shion right then and there. She hadn't so much as stirred, even with him walking around. Yeah, he'd kill her and then what? Get nuked by an angry Jaakuna. Was that what his master wanted? How should he know what to do if he wasn't getting any sort of response?! He felt himself shaking, though he let out a gasp as an arm grabbed his. He looked next to him, Emiri herself there. When had she come in? He didn't even hear her.

He watched as she would take the dagger from him and placing it back in her pack. To his surprise, she wouldn't let go of him, instead dragging him out of the bedroom. The girl continued to pull him along wordlessly, until she lead him back to the bedroom they were in before. She quietly closed the door behind them, though she would then promptly smack him. "[color=pink]You're a bigger fool than I imagined,[/color]" She hissed at him. "[color=pink]After everything is said and done, you really don't have a mind of your own, do you?[/color]"

"[color=gray]I wasn't going to do anything,[/color]" He told her. Her look of disbelief was clear. "[color=gray]I'm not lying![/color]"

"[color=pink]Stay away from them,[/color]" She told him coldly. "[color=pink]And if I were you, I'd start praying to whatever god you believe in. The [i]second[/i] Aloa comes back, I'm getting rid of you once and for all.[/color]"

So no matter where he turned, he was being thrown away, was he? "[color=gray]So you're getting rid of me as well, then?[/color]" He asked, his voice unintentionally wavering. 

"[color=pink]You're not getting out of this. I'm not going to let you take me for an idiot again,[/color]" She said bluntly. Her eyes widened as he dropped down to his knees, his hands on his head. What was wrong with him? No, he was trying to trick her again. Not this time. "[color=pink]Get up,[/color]" She ordered him. "[color=pink]I said get up![/color]"

"[color=gray]Why should I bother?! No one wants me! If you're going to kill me, then I should just stay here![/color]" He told her, shaking his head. "[color=gray]I don't want to die! Why do I have to die if no one wants me!?[/color]"

That was...unexpected. Gone was his usual, arrogant self. But was it just another ploy? Or was it genuine? [color=darkgreen][i]Don't let your guard down,[/i][/color] Chaos would warn her as she took a step back. [color=darkgreen][i]A minion without a master is nothing, but clearly, he's taken on some of your instability. Don't let his cries fool you, he's just as dangerous now as he was before.[/i][/color] Of course, Chaos had every point down. Emiri decided to approach him, one hand cautiously reaching out to him. She nearly screamed as he grabbed the hem of her dress, nearly pulling her down, but she remained steady as she summoned her sword, anticipating an attack. He cried onto her, exposing himself, and it was then that she really found herself at a loss.

"[color=pink]You have to decide your own path,[/color]" She told him slowly. "[color=pink]If you're constantly going from one master to another, that isn't living.[/color]"

"[color=gray]Neither you nor Fandaniel understand,[/color]" He said quietly, though he would release her. "[color=gray]No one understands...[/color]"

Shaking her head at him, Emiri backed away, though he wouldn't move. She let out a sigh, deciding to leave him there. Going back to another empty room, she would instead throw herself onto the bed, her sword disappearing. She almost pitied him. Almost.

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He wanted to end it at that. He really, really did. But even as she kissed him, he still had his doubts. Before he could act on them, however, he felt Zeromus' presence leave, the esper giving him a small apology. Great, back to being voiceless. As they parted from one another, Grant let out a groan, hanging his head. He really, really hated being mute. It wasn't until his voice was gone that he realized there were so many things left to say, so many things he wanted to tell Savayna. But nothing came. Still, maybe for once it was alright. He squeezed her hand, giving her a warm smile, though he would sit down on the bench.

There were a lot of thoughts running through his mind, but none he could particularly voice his concerns about, even if he could talk he would have no idea where to start. There was the matter of the treaty, Keiran, Shion--although he figured that last one would probably solve itself shortly. He scoffed, frustrated, though he looked back at Savayna, wondering what she wanted to do next.