Gadriel quietly nods. "I… don't… really know how to feel. None of this has set in yet, I guess… no matter how much I've thought over it, mentally rehearsed this moment, thought about what I'd say or do… it's all nothing in comparison to standing in front of the real thing. Wh-whatever I am… your bro, your… crazy, world-ending lesbian moms… I'll always love you. Whatever you're up against, there's no place I'd rather be than fighting at your side.">>757132
Vortigern, immersed in your fluff, squeezes you hard enough, wings and arms both, that you can feel a generous share of vertebrae pop. It's a comforting refreshment, in this situation of all things. You feel her kiss your forehead as well. It's muffled, but she speaks.
"I know you will… I wouldn't have conceded our battle if you couldn't. Tell me all about it once you're back, alright?">>757137
"Power!" Hafaza shouts. "Obviously."
"Knowledge," Observer echoes. "What else would I pick?"
"Determination," Tantra says. "If I'd given up even once on my quest here… hell no, I'm not even thinking about the mediocrity I would have fallen into."
"Well, since my first pick was taken…" Voyage jokes, shouldering Tantra. "Guardianship. No matter whether I'm in the heavens or deep in hell, I shall always shield my tribe from everything that would crush them."
"Holy vengeance," the Dragon says. "I've still to crush that cluster of cowardly dragons – the self-proclaimed 'Jade Crowns of the Heavens' who reduced me to this state, stealing my name and form. Save a few for me, won't you Vortigern?"
"They're all yours," Vortigern says.>>757130>>757129>>757132>>757135>>757137
As you huddle together, River, Zjetya, Sugar, Spitshine, Onion, Renee and Estuary quietly mingle among the others, offering what may very well be their final words shared… yet there is no sense of that among them. Bravely, they put aside all worries of what may come to pass… instead enjoying final moments as one massive party.