An event is about to implant a forced obsessive clinginess towards Armaros.

[warriorscribe]

Why would you do something like this!? Why would you allow this event to alienate him from me?

*You'd think he'd know better by now. Enoch seethes at the fourth wall, holding each drawn breath for a short moment.*

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[regretzio]

[strum]

♪ Do not worry, do not fret
It all just goes to show you
All will be well as long as you're sure
Your soubi is daijoubu. ♪

I could die laughing. This made my night!

[warriorscribe]

*Okay. It's kind of hard to glare at one's mundane when a bard randomly decides to start singing encouragement nearby.*

Er...thank you. It's not easy to not worry, though.

*And he's not going to ask what the state of his...equipment (as far as his mun could tell) had to do with it. This wasn't the stage he was meant to fight Armaros on.*

Re: I could die laughing. This made my night!

[regretzio]

[bow]

[Ezio is helping!]

[warriorscribe]

*And an awkward silence settles in.* I...suppose you've taken it upon yourself to try to encourage the people here?

*It may well just be needed.*