[this time battler had been pacing instead of waiting for her quietly. he stepped back and forth inside of the greenhouse, seemingly troubled. it just kept on happening to him, things that he didn't understand, and he didn't know what to do at all.
so once she stepped in, he stopped pacing, and just glanced over at her.]
My master is gone. I am... [without a purpose yet again.] ...I suppose this makes me 'free' as they say.
action; night again
so once she stepped in, he stopped pacing, and just glanced over at her.]
My master is gone. I am... [without a purpose yet again.] ...I suppose this makes me 'free' as they say.