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[layher]

I assure you, I don't mind being "behind-the-scenes" as you put it. I'm a Navigator...being in the middle of things isn't really in my job description.

And as for...that...I don't mind. He's... [ cough ]

There's no need to worry for me. I'll handle myself well.

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[bettertopunchyouwith]

... You are satisfied with wasting away inside her prison-mind?

[layher]

I wouldn't really call it...wasting away. There are others here...they make it less lonely.

[bettertopunchyouwith]

We are kept here, away from our worlds and our tasks. You accept that?

[layher]

I'm not much of a fighter, even if I know how to defend myself. Combat against my Mundane would not return me home.

[bettertopunchyouwith]

[Guess who is far too prideful and a rage-a-holic to accept that reasoning. No really, go on- guess.]

You'll serve them, then? No matter what...

... Indecencies, they subject you to?

[layher]

So far, no harm has really come from them so...

I wouldn't really call it "serving," though. All she does it ask me to keep her company when she's not...well, putting me here.

[bettertopunchyouwith]

I can't stay here while she's in danger.

[layher]

She?

[bettertopunchyouwith]

... My daughter.

[OOC: Sorry for the late tag! Who woulda thunk a bachelor thesis could eat so much of your time, energy and soul ;_;]

[layher]

O-Oh...I see.

[ ooc: Well...it is a thesis. ]

[bettertopunchyouwith]

[WELP, now he feels awkward. Admitting that he cares about stuff is not something he does that often.]

Perhaps there are those who are better off in these mindprisons. But I am not one of them... and I will never bow to their whims.