[Video] // [Originating from Police HQ roof]

[littlecrowgirl]

 [The feed clicks on to show Kay...although, she's not as chipper as she usually is.  She's not sad by any means, but more...solemn.  The party had gotten her spirits up considerably, but now that it had passed, she realizes something important.  Something she needs others to help with.  So she sits on her beanbag chair, arms resting on her knees as she gazes into the Link.]

I want armor.

[Why? Because it's dangerous here. Overlord proved that.]

Are there any metalworkers here?

And...I want to learn to protect myself.  In...in case someone can't do that for me.

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AUDIO;

[inferiordude]

You ain't weak, Kay. You weren't born a fighter. Frag, I wasn't forged a soldier, either. We work with who we are.

...I know that worry. Crosses my mind a lot.

Kay. I don't-- I've already had enough loss, too. I don't wanna lose you either.

[He knows what you mean, he truly does.]

I'm still scanning for Vandal, but. I can pop in for a bit?

AUDIO;

[littlecrowgirl]

...I-I can adapt.

[She's honestly not sure if she can, but...she doesn't have time to be indecisive.]

I...I want you to protect me. But I want to protect you too. Prism almost got you once...

I can't lose my other dad.

[She looks down, rubbing her arm.]

W-Wait...Miss Vandal's missing?

AUDIO;

[inferiordude]

I bet you can, Rockstar.

...Kay, I don't-- I really don't know if anyone could have... [About Prism, yeah that's. That's complicated.]

Your other--

[Oh. Oh, sweetie.]

That means a lot, Kay.

...Look, I'll pop over. We'll talk, face to face, yeah?

AUDIO;

[littlecrowgirl]

I meant it...

B-But aren't you looking for Miss Vandal?

[Despite how she'd love to see him...]

If she's missing...that's a bad thing.