[ Sleeping, and healing - it makes sense in theory, but Lucina hardly likes it. These people are her own, born of a camaraderie that contradicted time itself. She didn't consent to give them up to this inexplicable force with its abrupt technologies and confusing devices. It's all so alien, her stomach clenches miserably. ]
You're certain that they - this Natha - can be trusted?
[ Lucina does let go of the glass, albeit reluctantly. The young man behind it doesn't even stir. ]
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You're certain that they - this Natha - can be trusted?
[ Lucina does let go of the glass, albeit reluctantly. The young man behind it doesn't even stir. ]