Then Ted's brain finally caught up to his mouth, alerting him to his mistake about...his mistake.
"Oh, wait, we're in Everglade. Right now. So I wasn't wrong! I mean, I was wrong about being wrong, but originally, I was right! I must learn to have more faith in my intuition." Sorry Koishi, this may be a very confusing blunder for everyone.
Ted was enjoying the night, however bumbling. With Koishi, he felt loose enough to unleash the full force of, what may charitably be called his thoughts. Verbalizing things did help him think, and Koishi seemed to say whatever was on her mind anyway, so he felt as an equal, if equally foolish.
"'Protect me? Hah! I'm trying to be upset about the very notion, but truthfully it's proving very difficult. I suppose you are my elder by many scores of years, and it wouldn't be the first time my life has needed saving. Or the second. Probably the fourth, if I count correctly. My objections, meager as they are, could probably be best stated thus:
For once, I wish it were me that could do the saving. Not that I wish anyone's life to be in peril, mind! It's just nice, or would be nice to be capable, you know. I suppose this world has its fair share of mighty warriors. If only for novelty's sake, it might be nice to be counted among them.
If you're curious why I keep calling you fairy, well, the likeness is uncanny. It's a superstition, I suppose, but this place all seems like one great fairy tale, and we do seem to keep meeting. I sometimes fancy if you might be my assigned fairy, of a sort. And in fairy tales, good fairies often bless and aid, but leave the daring-do to their champions. And the champions never ask for this, naturally. For they're good, and fairy tales teach that we respect what is good by not asking too much of it. But then, you aren't technically a fairy; perhaps I'm just being silly. Oh! Speaking of being silly-"
He dug his heels into the ground, temporarily halting their trek and his verbosity.
"I nearly forgot to make a stop at the Rabbit's Foot. No telling what sort of monsters we might encounter in there. Present company excluded, of course. My romanticism must rest as I engage in the vulgar act of commerce, but rest assured, we'll be back on schedule in no time." He hurried in, and purchased a selection of various banes and bric-a-brac. Nothing magical, of course. Being a frugal man, Ted got the value size. He exited the store, lighter in the wallet, but no more encumbered, as the goods nestled comfortably in his satchel.
"Lead the way, my spritely companion. To Castlevania, conquest, and richly deserved comeuppance!"
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Then Ted's brain finally caught up to his mouth, alerting him to his mistake about...his mistake.
"Oh, wait, we're in Everglade. Right now. So I wasn't wrong! I mean, I was wrong about being wrong, but originally, I was right! I must learn to have more faith in my intuition." Sorry Koishi, this may be a very confusing blunder for everyone.
Ted was enjoying the night, however bumbling. With Koishi, he felt loose enough to unleash the full force of, what may charitably be called his thoughts. Verbalizing things did help him think, and Koishi seemed to say whatever was on her mind anyway, so he felt as an equal, if equally foolish.
"'Protect me? Hah! I'm trying to be upset about the very notion, but truthfully it's proving very difficult. I suppose you are my elder by many scores of years, and it wouldn't be the first time my life has needed saving. Or the second. Probably the fourth, if I count correctly. My objections, meager as they are, could probably be best stated thus:
For once, I wish it were me that could do the saving. Not that I wish anyone's life to be in peril, mind! It's just nice, or would be nice to be capable, you know. I suppose this world has its fair share of mighty warriors. If only for novelty's sake, it might be nice to be counted among them.
If you're curious why I keep calling you fairy, well, the likeness is uncanny. It's a superstition, I suppose, but this place all seems like one great fairy tale, and we do seem to keep meeting. I sometimes fancy if you might be my assigned fairy, of a sort. And in fairy tales, good fairies often bless and aid, but leave the daring-do to their champions. And the champions never ask for this, naturally. For they're good, and fairy tales teach that we respect what is good by not asking too much of it. But then, you aren't technically a fairy; perhaps I'm just being silly. Oh! Speaking of being silly-"
He dug his heels into the ground, temporarily halting their trek and his verbosity.
"I nearly forgot to make a stop at the Rabbit's Foot. No telling what sort of monsters we might encounter in there. Present company excluded, of course. My romanticism must rest as I engage in the vulgar act of commerce, but rest assured, we'll be back on schedule in no time." He hurried in, and purchased a selection of various banes and bric-a-brac. Nothing magical, of course. Being a frugal man, Ted got the value size. He exited the store, lighter in the wallet, but no more encumbered, as the goods nestled comfortably in his satchel.
"Lead the way, my spritely companion. To Castlevania, conquest, and richly deserved comeuppance!"