Mun has reason to revisit and reanalyze one of the most painful moments in his canon

[warriorscribe]

...Are you finished now?

You found nothing new. What was the purpose?

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[umbrella_angel]

That's just what they like to do in their free time Enoch.

[warriorscribe]

The search for more knowledge. But it was fruitless...

[umbrella_angel]

That's human nature, they want to know more and more. The price they pay... well.

[warriorscribe]

It seems I'm the one paying the price...

*Sorry, Lucifel. He's not in good shape at the moment.*

[umbrella_angel]

[He can see that. Right now he tries to think of a way to change that.]

[warriorscribe]

*He'll shuffle closer in the meantime. Lucifel's never let him down.*

[umbrella_angel]

It's alright Enoch.

[warriorscribe]

I know. Those times are over now.

*Except it still hurts.*

[umbrella_angel]

Yes.

[Of course it still hurts, he didn't expect anything else. But what to do to make it hurt less?]

[warriorscribe]

*The same as always: Be there for him and wait for him to bounce back. Enoch finally looks up at Lucifel.*

[umbrella_angel]

[So it's the waiting game again, huh?] Yes Enoch?

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch takes another slow step towards him.* Thank you.

[umbrella_angel]

[He blinked and tilted his head.] Thank me?

[warriorscribe]

*The reaction gets a small chuckle out of him, weak but genuine.* For being here.

[umbrella_angel]

... I see. [He smiled at him.]

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch leans towards him slightly. Not enough to lean on him, he can't tell whether he's tangible or not right now.

More than anything, he's feeling his age.*

[umbrella_angel]

[Don't mind him giving your back a small pat. Yes, he's all solid for the moment.]

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch almost jumps at the touch. He stares at Lucifel a moment before leaning against him, wrapping an arm around his back.*

[umbrella_angel]

Everything is fine.

[warriorscribe]

*Right...it's over. It was just...something mundanes do. That's all. Everything's fine.*

No problem...

*He offers a weak smile.*

[umbrella_angel]

[Muns are teasing, mean beings if they want to be but they can also be very caring if they want to be. If being emphasized here, mind you.]

No problem, yes.

[He smiles back at him.]

[warriorscribe]

*Well, this was only an effort to learn more about him, painful as it was. And then there's the happiness these two have been able to share.

But on the other hand, his mun's also put him in a horror game.

Enoch sighs and leans his head on Lucifel's shoulder. He's just glad for the contact - he'll back off whenever he's told to.*

[umbrella_angel]

[They have their ups and downs. He can only say that much.

And he won't say anything for the moment.]

[warriorscribe]

*Between him in one game and Armaros in another, Enoch had been happy, all things considered - "ups and downs", indeed, considering the way his time in that new game would be made even worse by the grief of loss.*

Lucifel...thank you. For this.

[umbrella_angel]

[Does he have to stay all alone in the new game he is at?]

You are welcome. I said I would support you, didn't I?

[warriorscribe]

*He has roommates but he hasn't had the motivation to get to know them very well - the shock and grief of losing Armaros hasn't been kind to him. Not to mention, apping into the middle of an event doesn't make things any easier.*

You did...

[umbrella_angel]

[Poor Enoch. Hopefully he can get out of this depression soon.]

See? There is nothing to worry about.

[warriorscribe]

*Hopefully. Enoch leans on Lucifel just a little longer before tentatively straightening up.*

[umbrella_angel]

Do you feel better?

[warriorscribe]

Somewhat.

*He keeps a hand on Lucifel's shoulder, though.*

[umbrella_angel]

[Well, that was better than nothing.]

[warriorscribe]

*He needs time and things to feel good about, that's all. That will be a lot harder to do in his new game, but Enoch's a strong man. He'll endure.*