(*The anon that offered a game of fetch stops moving, staring right back at Flaps. A warm smile brightens her face. Reaching into her pocket, she pulls out a steak and throws it over to Flaps.) There you go! That should be more filling than eating others would be!

* [He WAS starting to squint, but…. That steak gets his attention quick! He stretches his neck to snap it right up, barely taking a few seconds to swallow it. Not… wholly satisfying, but he seems a lot more at ease having been fed.]

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* { i guess it’s kinda telling that i’m only able to talk about myself with these, huh. i don’t talk to anyone else much. and even then the only reason i’m answering these is because flaps is out of commission. }

Runiel, no. We’re not afraid of you, and we wouldn’t be better off without you. Flaps wouldn’t either. You’ve done so much for everyone, you deserve a break. Even though you’ve been given terrible knowledge and responsibilities no one should have, you haven’t gone mad with anger or power. You’re far better than the so-called “gods” of the void. Even heroes need a rest sometimes. We’re glad to know you, we like caring for you. Stop worrying about everyone else, focus on you and Flaps!

* { it’s just been hard. }

* { we’ve been trying – we really have. but. things keep coming up, people go at us for not doing enough. it just doesn’t end. ever. }

* { and if they arent coming to us for help, they’re scared. they don’t want anything to do with us. and i don’t know what’s worse at this point. }

* { but… i appreciate the sentiment. }