299 Vol. 5 pt. 7 Patch 1.0: Forming Alliances (2/2)
”I am glad to receive your word of protection, but I am sure that my hero,” Nell says, grabbing onto Fenrir and pulling him up out of his chair so that she can hug his nearest arm against her chest, ”will protect me so that you may focus your strength on those who need it.”
”My girlfriends are way too good for me,” Fenrir thinks to himself and feels stupid for ever worrying about anything.
”After all, he is the one who was able to save me from Ull, and he is the one I have chosen as my champion! If he cannot protect me, I do not believe that anybody else would be able to,” she continues.
Marija sighs and smiles. ”Nice catch,” she tells Fenrir.
”I do like fishing,” Fenrir answers.
He immediately regrets his choice of answer.
”Nice catch,” made him immediately think of fishing, and Nell seems to have enjoyed his response seeing as how she's giggling next to him with one hand over her mouth, but everybody else just looks confused or like they're trying not to laugh at him.
”An-anyways, my name is Fenrir, and I'm the leader of The Soaring Wolves aboard The Shoebill. I might call myself the leader, but we all have roles of equal importance and wouldn't be able to operate without everybody working together,” he says, trying to switch into his professional personality that has gotten little use in recent years. ”I am thankful for having the opportunity to meet with everybody today.”
With his introduction over, Nell sits back down and tugs him down with her so that introductions can go on to the next member of their party.
Tabitha.
”I uh – the name is Tabitha! Tabitha Strism. I build stuff and uhh, like… engineerin' and tinkerin' and… I can help ya out with any problems ya might ever have if they need an engineer!”
Fenrir, Nell, and Corwin have never, ever, seen Tabitha look and sound so flustered. She's even struggling to maintain eye contact with Marija's muscles and doesn't seem to even care that Marija was just trying to flirt with Nell.
Tabitha sits down as quickly as she stood up.
”Is it just me or are there like five different ships trying to set sail right now?” Fenrir thinks.
”The shipping possibilities are endless, onii-wan,” Saya answers.
”Seriously, and what's with this love triangle? Or is it a love square? Leeroy likes Tabs, Tabs like Marija, Marija likes Nell, and Nell likes me. I don't even know what shape this is anymore.”
”I'm shipping Tabs with Marija myself. I think Tabs would look super cute getting flustered and pushed up against the wall by Marija.”
”Do you remember what happened when I tried that with you? Tabs is like, a third as tall as Marija.”
”Then Marija just has to use her legs to block Tabitha's escape instead of her arms… but that might look weird.”
”And you call me the pervert.”