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Brisa blinked back the emotions welling in her head and smiled warmly at her protegé. Her kid brother, kinda. "Thanks, partner. Me too. Me too..." She downed most of the rest of her cider, gasped, and grinned with satisfaction. "How d'ya like yer first proper drink, Koa?"

She pulled away, and before he could reply, she took a sharp breath to steady herself, and looked him in the eye. "Listen t'me, Koa. You're a good kid, and y'deserved better from yer old man. Yer pa... He just ain't yer responsibility. By rights, you're his responsibility, and he bailed, 'cause...

Oh, wind and weather, that felt some kind of way in her chest. "I... That's, ah. Look, kid—" Brisa put her cider on the vendor's countertop and leaned forward to give Koa a hug, one forelimb around his shoulders, her cheek rubbing his. "I'm so proud of you, Koa," she growled, softly. "So...

"Thanks fer comin' with," said Brisa. "I, uh..." She frowned, unsure of what she meant, or how to say it. But using Whiplash would be cheating, in a way, so she forced the words out. "I've learnt a lot from folks on this world, both the locals and our teammates. It's... It's nice t'feel like...

Brisa laughed. "Everything's been cool fer a while, sure. Livin' one hell of a lifestyle, in between death-defyin' feats fer the fate of the planet." The vendor ladled out cider into two cups for the electric pair, and Brisa paid. "Start with sips, and let me know if you feel heady earlier...

Brisa chuckled. "Yeah, okay. Uh, I ain't buyin' you hard liquor. But fer day drinkin', I'll tell you what I think is real nice..." She found the stand a couple spaces up from its usual spot, and gave a firm nod to the vendor. The Plaza staff knew not to try and give her things on the house...

All things considered, it was a nice day. They'd had a lot of nice days, lately. The weather gods' appreciative send-off, perhaps? In any case, life seemed almost normal in the Plaza. Like there hadn't just been a near-apocalypse, at all. "Alright, kid. I woulda waited a li'l longer fer this...

Luz smiled, and forgot Pansit's snooping at once. The two of them had countless culinary experiences to get through, and she didn't intend to let Cal leave her behind. "I wanna try those spiced honey skewers Echo is always goin' on about," she said, smiling away like all was perfect. In that...

Luz rumbled back, enjoying how her body kept its shape even as it rippled from the mutual vibration. Yeah, this was a good hug. Her eyes tracked Cal's, and she, too, spotted the airborne flygon. "Pansit," she said, drily. "Looks like we got some rumourmongerin' t'look forward to in the papers...

Luz beamed. "Well, there's more'n one way t'hug a friend. But maybe I can show ya how I'd do it." Luz had some truly massive paws for her size. They would surely prove big enough to hold even the torso of a charizard-shade. Both arms around Cal, one paw under her wings and the other around her...

Luz laughed and gave Cal a light thump on the shoulder. "Hell yeah. I wanna try just about everythin' there is to try t'make up fer lost time. Fancy shoppin' fer clothes? Bet they gotta lotta different textures to feel." She chuckled to herself at the dizzying range of experiences now...

Luz chuckled. Bodily dismemberment wasn't her thing, but on Cal, it was pretty darn funny. "Can't say as I know. But I'm sure Chip an' Lexx will find out fer us. I get the feelin' Diyem an' Eien know more'n has been previously intimated, given this new term floatin' around. 'Void Eternas', huh...

Luz nodded, and walked with her friend – her sibling? She still wasn't sure about that one – while trying to guide them towards a nice bench or somesuch resting spot. "Yeah, I figured we'd last indefinitely. S'why I was so relieved Joule might provide an out. Now that our cores are dissolved or...

Luz nodded. "Let's try pizza hot and cold! Hm. Can't say I fancy farmin', but maybe I'd change my tune if'n I gave it a try. I've been doin' some dungeon runnin' of late, takin' after my host an' namesake alike, an' I bet I'd be a touch better at it now, after the storm." Luz looked Cal up and...

Luz inhaled deeply, trying to get the scent of the food. She licked her lips, more to get into the headspace of being 'hungry' than because she had any real craving for the food. She did crave it, though... She wanted to taste everything. "Pizza places let you have lots of different toppings...

Luz gripped them both in a big hug, her huge paws pressing them close. It felt good. To matter to them. To care about them. To have family besides her alter ego of sorts. "Y'got me any time y'need me," she said, warmly.

Luz smiled, and relaxed a little. This was progress. "Y'don't gotta have all the answers at once, fella. Y'can start with one small thing at a tiime an' work yer way forward. Bein' siblings is a good start. How'd'you like t'be called 'brother', huh?"

Luz blew out air in her best approximation of a low whistle. "That sure is some heavy thinkin' right there, partner." She offered a placating paw, comforting Petram by gripping his shoulder. Maybe if she spoke honestly about what resonated with her from what he'd said, she could help. "I feel...

Luz watched, both fascinated in her traditional way by anything new and alarming, but also with that tugging, sickening feeling in her core when you're helpless to help someone, you so-called 'hero'. Well, there was no sense in not trying. "Petram, darlin'," she said, bending to one knee and...

Luz flashed a v-sign back with a grin. "Sure, pal. Let's have one!" If he didn't want to talk about his troubles to her, that was fine. He might change his mind later, and that was fine too. "I reckon all us shades have had an identity crisis to contend with by now," she mused. "But mine has...