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[color=#ff7f00]"I certainly have no plans to bug the kid of the end of the world."[/color] Dalisy shrugged and picked at her food. She was upset and it had nothing to do with the meal...or the prophecy. At least not in the way anyone around her would have assumed. She was worried about her sister. If there was a hope of stopping Ragnorok Dalisy was all for trying. She only wanted to protect her sister. She couldn't give a damn about the rest of the world. 

[color=#ff7f00]"What do you mean by soft Beth?"[/color] She asked. Sort of changing the subject. Dalisy, of course, didn't know Beth and Runa had met earlier, and that it had been a rough introduction. [color=#ff7f00]"Also I think they just expect you to suffer for honor or something."[/color] Dalisy shrugged and took a deep drink. Her leg was shaking under the table as she tried to think of ways to help her sister. End of the world = dead sister. And Dead Sister was not desired.