Mumbles something incoherent. Killing Sting would get him nowhere. Well, nowhere he wanted to go anyway. Maybe he was just worrying over nothing. Probably was. Sting wasn’t that smooth anyway.
“…What?” A deep sigh, “couldn’t hear ya Orga. Speak up. I may have good hearing, but not for mumblin’.” This was unlike the Slayer, but at same time… “…Look, talk to me as your comrade, not a guild master, alright? I…will try to help? At least let me try? Yeah? Aha, I know I’m not the best with advice, but lemme give it a shot, yeah?”
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