Fountainside Talk

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Knight Wolf becomes overwhelmed with thoughts from the past. Letting his fears take over, he seeks shelter in an alleyway, only to have Tudor try and talk some sense into him.

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Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Transcript

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Night wolf. I knew I'd find you here. How's that? This is where I had gone before when I needed someone to talk to. Why would that mean I'd come here. You're here and you needed someone to talk to do? I, I'm pretty sure I made it very clear. I don't want to talk. Then. Why are you here? Memories? I, I guess this was the town I learned firsthand that people hated me. I kind of expected the same hatred now. So I came here a random fountain in an alleyway. If you are worried, things may have changed, perhaps we could go and no, I'm not doing it again. I'm, I'm through with trying, I'm not going to try and make people like me. They wouldn't believe any of my stories and any believable ones I have have been credited to you over and over and over and over. There's only so much I can take tutor. I get such a painful, tight feeling in my chest whenever I get dejected. No matter how many times I experience it, I never get used to it. I remember you mentioned this as heartache. I do not know much about it. But is this not a good thing? I'm sure people would be sympathetic if we told them about it. Stop it, just stop it. Tudor, please. I'm not good at comfort Night wolf. Sorry, you're the only person who knows this. You're the only person who could tell me how to comfort you. How am I supposed to comfort you? I don't know. It's not so simple as to talk about. I, I can get approval from you all I want. But those people, those people I swore to protect, they only see me as a menace. They never saw me as a hero. They're just a stupid, fat, brainless, idiotic puppet to them. Do you know how much I would love to sign autographs or be admired by people like you are even just mentioning? My envy sounds completely conceded. Yeah. All I've gotten is a spit in my face. And if it's not that then they throw things at me until I leave. I just, I just can't, I don't know what I'm doing wrong. Why do they hate me so much? Tutor? What am I doing wrong? Please do. Tell me you're famous. You're a hero. What am I doing wrong? Nothing. What? This is my answer. Nothing. You are the kindest person I have met. You. Hold your composure when people treat you poorly, even when I'm not here. I do not know why that happens to you. If I had an answer, I would tell you, but I do not. I am sorry.