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[pathofsacrifice]

I know a thing or two about it... I can't say I'm good at it.

[ He gets his ass beat more than he does beating others up. But he is able to get the upper hand in the end. Guess that's what matters. ]

Right... [ Artemy isn't sure about saying that he won't have regrets, but -- it's her smile and confidence that has him wanting to believe in it. He gives a firmer nod, and a weaker smile. ] No regrets.

I can't have my khetey suffer any struggles. [ A beat. ] That's you. Khetey.

[everblooms]

[ This would be easier to promise if she had her healing abilities still. Even so, she knows she won't let anything happen to him. As long as she's able, she'll be there for Artemy. ]

...Khetey? [ It's foreign on her tongue. It rolls of it strangely, but there's some sort of comfort and a sense of duty with it, too. Perhaps it's merely that he's called her that. ]

Can't say I've heard of it! Explain it to me?

[pathofsacrifice]

It's the language of my kin.

[ Is it right to still call them that? He wonders, but rather than dwelling -- ]

It means "elder-sister." I suppose we can liken it to how I've come to understand "Nee-san" is used here.

[everblooms]

[ Artemy has to be protected at all costs. ]

Always wondered why it'd be like to have siblings, actually... so, thanks. I'll make sure I live up to the title.

[pathofsacrifice]

You already are.

So, just keep being yourself, I guess.