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[fortunefail]

[Whoever decides to head into the forest might notice a peculiar pink glow after a few minutes' walk. This glow is, in fact, originating from a pair of sparkling pink wings, adorning Yuan's back. Yuan himself is standing perfectly still and staring blankly ahead with crimson red eyes

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[martelandmany]

[This oughta be interesting.

Have a Martel strolling through the forest, as per her occasional usual. And of course, she notices the glowing.

So she's approaching you, Yuan, getting about ten feet away before her brow furrows. His eyes...]

Yuan, are you alright?

[fortunefail]

[Martel definitely counts as someone who has the 'authority', considering she's (technically) one of the Four Seraphim and all. Plus, lifeless vessels are still very much aware of their surroundings, so Yuan knows she's there. He just can't respond to her. Or speak at all, for that matter.]

...

[martelandmany]

[So he's not gonna answer. She's not about to let him just stand around here, though, in the middle of nowhere. Whatever had happened to him... It looked a lot like Mithos's work, as much as she hated to admit it. If her brother had gone and done this, after that talk they'd had...

She'd address that if it were true. For now, it's time to get Yuan home.]

You can't talk, can you? Can you follow?

[fortunefail]

[In response, he turns to face her completely and waits. This is his way of telling her to lead the way.]

[corrinesbell]

[does a giant purple lightning ball have authority? It's still trying to find someone who can talk to it. Little does it know all it has to do is talk the way it (well, she) normally would try to]

[fortunefail]

[Sadly, Summon Spirits are kind of enslaved by Cruxis and lack the authority. The incredible concentration of lightning mana catches his attention and causes him to turn his head, but that's about all that happens. A real shame. Either way, Yuan would definitely understand her, even if she were speaking in dots.]

[corrinesbell]

[that puts him on par with Martel at being able to tell her thoughts. Which is great because she's only tried thinking at people, not speaking. And she's wondering what's up with him]

[fortunefail]

[He's still staring at Sheena with those creepy red eyes of his. Good thing she's a floating orb of electricity and not a puppy, or she might've gotten kicked.]