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Makoru woke up again to the feeling of a hand on his shoulder.

Warrior: "Hey. Get up, you need to eat something."

Makoru opens his eyes sleepily, but there is still anger in his eyes.

Makoru: "Why bother? My brother won. There's nothing we can do."

The warrior raises an eyebrow.

Warrior: "So you're going to give up?"

Makoru nods.

Warrior: "No, you're not. There's good in people, you know that."

The warrior spins a ring in his finger and Makoru's eyes widen.

Makoru: "How...?"

Warrior: "I'm a poet, among other things. I can read you like a book."

Makoru: "Who ARE you?"

The warrior hands him a bowl of stew.

Warrior: "Shut up and eat."

Makoru was too happy to oblige.