[Rose takes another moment to process what’s happening. As far as she can tell, she’s still herself, and “Lord” Ifrit is kind of a dick. That’s enough of an argument against her being tempered. As for the rest of it...]
What!? I can’t! I—-
[“might have fought before, but this is different! This is a primal!” is what she wants to say, but she can’t get the words out. And then it slowly dawns on her.]
[If she doesn’t fight now, she’s going to die. She should have stayed home—-that part feels like a given. But if she ever wants to see home again, she needs to survive. She picks up her staff, and leaps in after Jun, doing her best to stay behind him.]
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What!? I can’t! I—-
[“might have fought before, but this is different! This is a primal!” is what she wants to say, but she can’t get the words out. And then it slowly dawns on her.]
[If she doesn’t fight now, she’s going to die. She should have stayed home—-that part feels like a given. But if she ever wants to see home again, she needs to survive. She picks up her staff, and leaps in after Jun, doing her best to stay behind him.]
I’ll do what I can. But don’t expect much.