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[color=black]Level:[/color] 3
[color=white]Experience:[/color] 26/30 [i][b](Level Up!!)[/b][/i]
[color=black]Currently In:[/color] Leaving the Sea of Serendipity
[color=white]Word Count:[/color] 1,006 (+2 Exp)
[i]Small collab with [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]Pit[/color] [@Yankee][/i][/center]
[hider=Omori Relearned:]
[b]Bread Slice[/b] - Deals damage. If this skill defeats a foe, gain a slice of Bread.
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[center][hider=For Omori]You have acquired:
[b][url=https://i.imgur.com/Apah7nG.png]Revolver[/url][/b]
A renowned gunblade. What it lacks in power, it more than makes up for with its reliability. Despite its name, it cannot be used as an actual gun, meaning it does not fire projectiles, and can therefore only be used in melee combat. Triggering a round in the gun chamber sends a shock wave through the blade, increasing its damage potential, but the timing required is hard to learn, which is why it takes years to master wielding a gunblade.[/hider][/center]

  ...Hm. So that was how it is. She was one of those "I know better than you" types. Omori couldn't help shaking his head in distain. Maybe he shouldn't tell Karin he figured out how his flintlock worked. At least now they can continue to Twilight Town; dry land, without anything else cropping up. The boy walked back to where he left the gunblade and machete and sat back down. He then pulled out the parakeet bobblehead, and lightly poked it to make it move.

 [b][color=dcdcdc]"...Heheh."[/color][/b] His lips curled up into a small smile. Yeah. Everything's going to be okay. The sea didn't seem as scary as he thought now.
 
Despite the pompous way she'd delivered it, Karin's words did resonate with Pit. It was something he and Lady Palutena had argued with Viridi about early on, the people versus the planet. It was a surprisingly effective pep talk for Pit, who took the words to heart and decided to start with saving one specific person.

He left to find the boy in question, and given that the Tinkerslug's deck wasn't very large it wasn't long until he spotted Omori. He sat alone by the short stairwell, but he wasn't about to be that way for long.

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Hey!"[/color] the angel greeted, not hesitating to sit cross-legged in front of Omori. It seemed like Omori was trying to cheer himself up, so Pit jumped right in with his opinion. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"About what happened... everyone knows it was an accident, they're just being stubborn. I hope you aren't beating yourself up too bad about it."[/color]

 [b][color=dcdcdc]"Hm? Oh."[/color][/b] Omori looked up to see Pit had sat down in front of him. Ah, they thought it was an accident?

 ....[i]Was[/i] it an accident? He didn't know anymore.

 His eyes trailed back down to the bobblehead. [b][color=dcdcdc]"I...I wasn't thinking. I only knew you were getting attacked."[/color][/b] Omori's gaze went downcast towards the wooden floor. He looked lost. [b][color=dcdcdc]"I just wanted to protect you guys."[/color][/b]
 
 Pit nodded, understanding where Omori was coming from. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"It happens. Especially up close. Your brain gets so focused on protecting yourself or your family or your friends, and eventually all you know is that you have to win no matter what."[/color] He sat back with his palms braced against the deck. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"I've seen that a lot of times with humans."[/color]

He tapered off, growing unsure if Omori actually was human. He had the same general feel as one, and there was definitely a part of him that was, but there was some otherness about him as well. After a moment he went on, figuring the details didn't matter. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Anyway, we just have to remember, move on, and be better! Okay?"[/color] 

Omori nodded, looking back to Pit with a neutral expression. 

 [b][color=dcdcdc]"...He had a family."[/color][/b] He spoke up again after a moment. [b][color=dcdcdc]"I'm not even sure why or what they were doing so close to a warzone, but they were right there. Watching. I didn't even realize the gravity of what I did, until I heard that kid's wailing..."[/color][/b] Omori confided to the angel. Maybe in some ironic sense of confessing his sins, or just that he felt more comfortable talking to him about it. The boy placed a hand over his heart. [b][color=dcdcdc]"It hurt, more than whatever blood they could shed from me. That turtle looking kid didn't help either. Junior, was it? He seems kinda bratty, but I don't blame him. It just made me think: What if it was my own sister? What if I was the kid in that kind of situation? It...sucks."[/color][/b] He slightly frowned.
 
 Pit probably would have giggled at the description of Bowser Jr., if not for the conversation at hand.

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"...yeah, it does. It really does,"[/color] he agreed. Pit had been on both sides of that feeling before, having seen the devastation and misery wrought by his soulless body as well as his own gut wrenching helplessness while seeing his Goddess' many near death experiences. He could vividly imagine the despair he would have felt if any had been permanent. Pit leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees.

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"It's alright to feel bad about it. It'd be weird if you didn't. I still feel bad about... um, well, a lot of stuff. And I'm probably like-"[/color] He gave Omori a look from head to toe. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"-three times your age."[/color]

Omori tilted his head at that. Well, it'd make sense if Pit only [i]looked[/i] around his age. Maybe a little older. He couldn't help counting the numbers in his head. ...Wow. 36?

[Color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"But just remember our mission, and all the people we'll help too. Save the next person. And if you can't, then... well, then rely on the rest of us!"[/color] He offered Omori a smile then, hoping to share some of his optimism with the other boy.

And you know what? He did.

 A genuine smile crept onto Omori's face in response. [b][color=dcdcdc]"I'll try. If anything, I can just get them weakened enough for someone else to step in like with Annetta."[/color][/b] And he hoped it wouldn't be a full repeat. That moonlight still stung. [b][color=dcdcdc]"And uh, sorry for rambling like that. I'm more used to being the one to hear someone else out."[/color][/b] He nervously chuckled, no matter how quiet it was.
 
[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Hehehe, don't worry! To be honest I'm usually in your spot, with Lady Palutena hearing me out."[/color] That he was able to get through to Omori did more for Pit's confidence than the boy could know. Without the Goddess of Light's reassuring voice in his head, it was a struggle to drum up the courage to do a lot of things, including reach out to others. He had been feeling especially bad since that morning's incident with Geralt. But reaching out successfully now made him really glad, and seeing Omori's smile widened his own.

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"You can talk to me anytime you need to!"[/color] he said. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"I'm sure it's gonna get even tougher from here, so we all have to look out for each other."[/color]

 [b][color=dcdcdc]"...Yeah. Thanks, Pit."[/color][/b]