What DO I say?
Yes of course! With a condition. (Mattahouen)
Me: "Are you gunna come to life, so we can speak like actual people?"
Melina: "What do you mean? I assure you I have not been afflicted by death"
I narrow my eyes at her and turn my head quizzically. Like a strange mirror, she does the same.
Me: "I... have a few conditions"
Melina: "Name them, so I may consider."
My mind raced. I didn't have any conditions, but now she's expecting them! "She's too cute to dissapoint, and the best part is, she's alive! I love that" I think to myself.
Me: "...you take care of me when I need it" I'll nod down to my crotch to clarify what I mean. She laughs in response.
Melina: "Dear Tarnished. I am not so easy that I would give myself in return for a favour. I am offended that you would think so lowly" and she stands to leave.
I scold myself for being so brash, and blurt out.
Me: "Wait! Uhhh.... amendment to my conditions!... just hand stuff?"
Melina pauses and turns back toward me.
Melina: "I am willing to make this sacrifice to achieve my goal. I accept. Summon me by grace when you wish to turn your runes to strength... or unwind" She sighs. "Take this. A whistle to summon a spectral steed named Torrent. He will carry you great distances."
And with that she disappears, and I'm left sitting in the grass, holding a bracelet made of copper, and a stunned look on my face. I hear the camper chuckle and I snap.
Me: "I don't see you with any bitches either!"
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