"The world is an unforgiving place and won't have spare a second thought for his sob story. Coddling him will only make him sorry later down the line. It may seem harsh now, but he'll be thankful later,"
Kora deadpanned, sighing. "Then why didn't you just say
that? You can teach harsh lessons without being
harsh, Bacon Lady. Like, you could tell a kid that falling on the ground hurts, or you could shove 'em down a flight of stairs. I'd hope you'd pick the first option."
Palkia did a double-take at this. "Huh? How do you two know each other? You guys from the same dimension or something?"
"Nope, but we've bumped into each other before in other worlds and places between worlds. He's my
friend," Kora purred. "And he's also incredibly anxious by nature, so, like, shaky bean friend."
Kora hopped up, after leaving Gen on the ground, and crossed his arms. "Speakin' of places between worlds, we're doing that mafia game thing again, right? Last time I played one I lost terribly, and the time before that, everything caught fire and I lost again." He put on a big, childish grin. "I wonder how this game'll turn out, hehe~!"
"What've I missed so far? The Voice in my head thinks something important happened, but he can't really recall it. Reading isn't his strong suit," Kora snickered. "Like, isn't someone supposed to be dead already? Isn't this the...
ffffffffirst... night..? Day! I mean, like, the sun's out an' all that."