He smiles slightly at K'pandolu's offer. "I'm okay for now, thanks." He's really not, but right now both of their focuses should be on the woman in front of them. Jaune may not have been around during Kalki's days, but he's read the files, and the world she's talking about? It doesn't sit well with him.
The blond makes no move to attack, but raises his shield defensively, just in case his Limitbreak is needed - he can't take another hit and he knows it. He glances around at his fellow Heroes; while many of them look better off than he is, they're all injured and likely exhausted from the battles so far; quelling this one would be best. He's not certain, but he can only think of one reason why she would want to create the type of world she was looking to.
"Kalki, I know you don't know me, but I know what it's like to be afraid of dying, and I know the pain of losing someone you care about." He hopes, he really does, that Pyrrha did survive the fall like some speculated, but he can't know for certain. And he knows that the utter feeling of despair that he felt when she was suddenly thrown off would forever haunt him. "I understand why you'd want to eliminate that pain and make a world without it." He takes a deep, shuddering breath, trying to steal himself. "But there are some things that you just have to accept, and death is one of them. We all lose people. And at first it hurts. God, does it hurt. But you have to keep moving. It's what they would have wanted."
It's what Pyrrha would have wanted.
He closes his eyes, shaking his head slightly, the words close to home. "You don't have to do it alone, though; you have friends, even here. Let us help you, and together we can find a better way to end this."
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The blond makes no move to attack, but raises his shield defensively, just in case his Limitbreak is needed - he can't take another hit and he knows it. He glances around at his fellow Heroes; while many of them look better off than he is, they're all injured and likely exhausted from the battles so far; quelling this one would be best. He's not certain, but he can only think of one reason why she would want to create the type of world she was looking to.
"Kalki, I know you don't know me, but I know what it's like to be afraid of dying, and I know the pain of losing someone you care about." He hopes, he really does, that Pyrrha did survive the fall like some speculated, but he can't know for certain. And he knows that the utter feeling of despair that he felt when she was suddenly thrown off would forever haunt him. "I understand why you'd want to eliminate that pain and make a world without it." He takes a deep, shuddering breath, trying to steal himself. "But there are some things that you just have to accept, and death is one of them. We all lose people. And at first it hurts. God, does it hurt. But you have to keep moving. It's what they would have wanted."
It's what Pyrrha would have wanted.
He closes his eyes, shaking his head slightly, the words close to home. "You don't have to do it alone, though; you have friends, even here. Let us help you, and together we can find a better way to end this."