[Do you want to stay here?] I asked Hurricroak as she continued to cry her heart out. [I understand if you want to stay behind and not—]
[No! No...it's fine,] Hurricroak eventually answered after a sniffle and wiping the tears from her eyes. [If the Maestro was here, he would've told me to stay behind to deal with my emotional shit. But then, I would argue that I'm a kaijin and emotions aren't detrimental to me, they're arguably one of the reasons why I'm able to fight better than any mortal, past or otherwise.]
I could feel [Determination] radiating off of Hurricroak as she took in a breath and got up to her feet, slapping her chest to motivate herself.
[Besides, I would definitely be doing our friend Frosttusk a great disservice by not being there when he needs us to show these bastards what for!]
[Of course.]
[I'll see you back at the tent, aye?]
Hurricroak sauntered back towards the tent where the Zhen Clan would normally sleep, a forced skip in her steps.
