[Angel rubs the back of his own neck, considering]
Well, ya don't have t'talk about it, if ya don't want. I ain't gonna force ya... I just think it's kinda scary you're out here alone, choppin' down trees. Sounds like you gotta lotta stress built up.
[How could he explain this to him? There were a lot of things he wanted to say but how could he make it so vague enough where Angel couldn't reject him? With that, he gave a sigh.]
...I'm just scared, that's all. Of what will happen when we go back. Will we forget all of this?
[he moves to sit down, and frowns. not at Freminet, but at himself. he didn't mean for that to come out so harshly. it seems like a trivial problem, until he really starts to think about it.
much softer, Angel asks]
Did something happen here that'chu don't wanna forget about?
[Which wasn't a complete lie. He really wanted to remember the friends he made here. They accepted him despite what kind of lifestyle he went through. Not only that, he also didn't want the people of Teyvat to forget the friendship they forged here.]
Everyone has been so nice, I just want to remember them.
[The more Angel says it, the more difficult it was for Freminet to hide his emotions. It was already challenging for him to say something. However, right now...? All he could do was just sink his head onto his shoulders and he was struggling to say something.]
...Y-Yea, I suppose so. I don't...want them to forget who their friends are....
[okay, this is good. explanation. enough with the vague comments! Angel sits up a little straighter, focusing on Freminet]
Ahhh. I'm startin' t'get the picture... So you get along with these people now that you've been here together, but yer worried that you all are gonna go back to bein' enemies once you're sent back home.
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Well, ya don't have t'talk about it, if ya don't want. I ain't gonna force ya... I just think it's kinda scary you're out here alone, choppin' down trees. Sounds like you gotta lotta stress built up.
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[How could he explain this to him? There were a lot of things he wanted to say but how could he make it so vague enough where Angel couldn't reject him? With that, he gave a sigh.]
...I'm just scared, that's all. Of what will happen when we go back. Will we forget all of this?
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[he moves to sit down, and frowns. not at Freminet, but at himself. he didn't mean for that to come out so harshly. it seems like a trivial problem, until he really starts to think about it.
much softer, Angel asks]
Did something happen here that'chu don't wanna forget about?
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[Which wasn't a complete lie. He really wanted to remember the friends he made here. They accepted him despite what kind of lifestyle he went through. Not only that, he also didn't want the people of Teyvat to forget the friendship they forged here.]
Everyone has been so nice, I just want to remember them.
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I hear ya. I think it'd be a total loss t'forget what happened here.
[he's in the same boat. not that Angel has really discussed his past with anyone here, but he still likes everyone he's talked to]
I figured we'd keep our memories, but... maybe you know somethin' I don't.
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[He said with another mumble or two.]
...I think that would make things worse for me.
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[he just wants to know if there is proof of that happening, at this point]
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[Which made him wince a bit.]
....And I wonder what would happen to the people of my world here. Will they forget everything too?
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Angel's shoulders stiffen. he doesn't like this]
So... you know from experience. Man, that sucks!
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[Because he doesn't want a fight!!!]
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I can see why you'd be worried. Especially if you an' yer friends did somethin' special here, or made progress on somethin', yanno?
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...Y-Yea, I suppose so. I don't...want them to forget who their friends are....
[He said before trailing off on his words.]
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...Maybe they'll remember. It's impossible t'know for sure until it happens. You really care about them, huh?
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[And on that note?]
...Even if they aren't from the same world as me, why wouldn't I care about them?
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I didn't mean... Er. I thought you were talkin' about people from yer own world. Ain't they your friends, too?
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[...That is the correct thing he is supposed to do, right???]
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....I'm just worried about forgetting the friends I made here. And what would happen if we forget. If we did, will we end up fighting...?
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Were your friends not friends back at your home?
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[He said with a mumble or two.]
...The people we work with don't really get along with one another.
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Ahhh. I'm startin' t'get the picture... So you get along with these people now that you've been here together, but yer worried that you all are gonna go back to bein' enemies once you're sent back home.
[no wonder Freminet was frustrated]
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[Not to mention that he didn't want to start over in opening up to people again. All he could do was look down and remain silent.]
I just don't want to fight again. I'm not sure if I can handle it even if I don't remember...
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[Angel pauses to look over at the destroyed trees, then looks back to Freminet. so he has this kind of power, huh? he's strong. definitely unexpected]
I wonder if you could write what ya do here in some kinda journal that would be able to go back with you.
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[Which still made him mumble. Looking at Angel, he sunk his head onto his shoulders as he felt a bit embarrassed by how many trees he took down.]
...And yet, she still hasn't.
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[Angel brightens a bit, but not too much. he wants to help Freminet cheer up a little]
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