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[cruxified]

[Kratos is standing underneath the cover of a few trees, gazing out over the yard and looking epic. Of course, that comes with the careful, pensive look he's wearing. Not only have his problems just begun to escalate around the world he's residing in, but he's trying to figure out the nature of this dressing room-type place.]

... Hmph.

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[go_green]

[Martel is watering the flowers in the garden. Which is in the yard. Somewhere close to Kratos. But she's not here to annoy him, really.]

[cruxified]

[Martel could never annoy Kratos. Ever. D: He spots her nearby, and with some reservation, approaches her-- though he stops a short distance away, ever the sentinel.]

[go_green]

[Martel hangs the empty watering can on the gardening rack; she heard him approaching (angelic hearing, ftw).]

I never thought of you as someone who would have a large family.

[cruxified]

[ftw indeed--! though her remark catches him a bit off guard.]

... Our journey provided me with family enough, for a while...

[go_green]

We experienced much together. But I was referring to your sons.

[cruxified]

[... WHAT fdshjkfd]

... Perhaps you are confusing me with another. I have only one son.

[go_green]

[Martel was trying to be funny. :(]

His name is Lloyd, right? I've had the pleasure of talking to ... multiple versions of him.

[cruxified]

[Kratos' sense of humor died in the Kharlan War.]

... Ah. [Well, someone feels foolish.] I should have expected that, as I've spoken to several versions of you by now.

[a pause]

I hope he did not embarrass himself too much.

[go_green]

Not at all. He was always very polite.

[pause]

... I have not seen Mithos yet.

[cruxified]

[The mild look he gives Martel means he's unconvinced. Martel has different standards of polite.]

... Neither have I.

How much do you know?

[go_green]

Lloyd stopped Mithos from destroying the planet.

... I am sorry, Kratos. It should not have been his burden to bear.

[cruxified]

Martel...

The blame lies with me. I could not bring myself to stop Mithos, and so the task fell upon Lloyd.

[He looks away.]

Is it always the role of fathers to be cowards and to have their sons finish their business...?