- Selene and Cyrus (B):
Selene: Oi, ye ever thought about takin' de skies yerself?
Cyrus: Never thought of that, why?
Selene: ... It's kinda funny, dat de ones keepin' us down are de ones takin' de skies. I mean, ye think dat they enjoy that kind of freedom so much, dat dey think der betta den us?
Cyrus: Arrogance, I tell you! But you know, I can sort of understand their fear. The fear of us being free as the wind.
Selene: ... Ye think dat dey dun't like de danger dat comes with freedom?
Cyrus: I mean, if you think about it, I think that might be the reason why Battu doesn't have pegasi. We'd be shooting them out of Father Sky's domain until they go extinct!
Selene: *snort* Dat actually sounds kinda funny.
Cyrus: But as for your question... I think I'll stick to riding Darius.
Selene: Why so?
Cyrus: At least when I fall off, I'm not guaranteed to die upon landing. I was taught how to fall from a horse and recover properly ever since I was a kid before I was then taught how to wrestle someone else off of their horse while holding my position.
Selene: Damn. Ye must got balls of steel den.
Cyrus: ... Care to find out yourself?
Selene: Ahahaha, fat chance, mate. Ye stick te yer ground, I'll look up te de skies so dat I can dream of looking down on everyone else.
Cyrus: Just don't dream of shooting arrows from up there. At us, specifically.
Selene: Pft, ye think dat I'm dat much of a cunt?
Cyrus: Trust me, arrogance isn't a good look for you unless you want to be a Fodlaner.
*both then share a laugh*
Selene: ... Bloody 'ell, yer rite! I mean, imagine if I started wearin' one of dose dresses and started worryin' about me looks over me weapons!
Cyrus: Or worse, become another Hilda. Then I'd have to kill you.
Selene: Peh, I'd sooner die.
Cyrus: One way or the other, I can assure you that much.
Selene: ... So, how can ye be yerself dis whole time without goin' nuts?
Cyrus: Really, I just think about the future. Sure, I was a wreck before the Professor came. Around that time, I was so scared for my chances of coming back home to my people that I started to contemplate suicide. But then I realize that if I die in a land where Mother Earth and Father Sky can't see me, then only oblivion would be waiting for me, devouring me whole.
Selene: ... Dat's not answerin' me question and yer terrifyin' me.
Cyrus: I guess... you just gotta find hope to reclaim yourself. Anything that you can hope for should do.
Selene: ... Can't think of any.
Cyrus: No need to rush. Until you find your hope, I'll be sure that none of us leave your side, alright? It'd be a dick move if we did so.
Selene: *snicker, snort* ... Thanks I guess.