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[pineapplesalmon]

"We're people that can handle this. Our lives have proof." César shrugs a bit. "Magne and I had life experiences that have some... similarities, and we learned quickly that our opinions aligned on most matters."

[nothingbadeverhappensto]

"Guess we have all been through a kind of trial by fire," he says, drumming his fingers on the table thoughtfully. At the end of the day he's still not sure how useful his being really good at guns and not dying (barring two exceptions now) is when it comes to breaking a demonic or potentially old-god-bullshit curse, but he has some faith in Mortanne's judgment. Someone has to be the dumb muscle, he guesses.

Anyway. He shakes his head, smiling.

"I think it's great that you two found each other here, by the way. That's something pretty special."

[pineapplesalmon]

"And it wouldn't be fair to ask a normal person to go through this. Not everyone's made out to survive Occasional Horror Town."

[nothingbadeverhappensto]

"Yeah, you got a point there. Guess we are kind of the goddesses' chosen ones? I mean, I knew that, but it hadn't really clicked that way."

Weird, but sensible. It definitely wouldn't be the most fair to ask just anyone to do what they're trying to do here. He'd only been thinking about it from the angle of Mortanne giving them a second chance, rather than the responsibility that came with it.

[pineapplesalmon]

"We can suffer without breaking." César says it almost without thinking, then realizes how true it really is, and sobers up a bit more. "We've already faced trials proving that. It wouldn't be a fair ask for an ordinary office worker, you know? They deal with a different sort of hell."