🎠: I have... decided.
🐣: Will you answer me, were I to ask you why?
🎠: I see it still, past the darkness of my eyelids.
🎠: I see a vision of that day. The screaming and shouting, the stench of blood, the...
🎠: … I… hurt you all. As Don Quixote the Bloodfiend, a higher Kindred… not as Don Quixote, a Sinner and your friend.
🐣: Don Quixote, this isn’t your fault, it’s…
🎠: No, such words are now meaningless…
🎠: Aha~! Forsooth!! I have received thy ball!
🐣: Uh, uhh... hup!
⛪️: Haah, we're wasting time we could be using to study the whales' characteristics...
🎠: Dost thou... worry for thy mentor?
Don Quixote carefully sidled to Aeng-du's side with a sympathetic expression.
🗡️: ... How could I not?
🐣: What kind of person was Mr... Uh, Bamboo-hatted Kim?
🐣: Hm…? Wait, he’s…
We were walking through the bloodied train car when we suddenly heard Sinclair’s voice crack as though he saw something awful.
🎠: Fie…! He is the one we encountered at the platform…!
🐣: Were you that scared of that Bloodfiend, Don Quixote...? That's okay. I understand how you feel.
🎠: Hooah... A true hero standeth still and calm, unmoving in the face of such base mockery...!
🪶: Hurk... Haah... The long-awaited signal has arrived, then...?
🎠: Oooh! Then shall our adventure in the Great Lake finally commence?!
🐣: What signal? I don't hear or see anything... Not even an alarm.
🐣: Uh... That's uh...
👻: Don Quixote is advancing... somewhere.
🐣: T–that's, uh, she thought some people were tailing our client, so she said we should follow them.
🐣: And I... agree with her. We're the Zwei, our client's shield.