Welcome to Gaia! ::

Shulang sighed a little as he slipped from his home and transformed into Dunnottar a few streets away. This whole thing just seemed so... tiring. Already. But he'd promised to help the kid (he had no real idea how old Lanting was, actually, but anyone younger than him was "kid", anyway), and his honor demanded he suck it up and deal with it. He made his way down to the park they'd agreed to meet at, wishing that they didn't have to go through all this fuss, but... After meeting the Code like that, the sheer scope of this whole... universal conflict thing had finally hammered its way into his skull. He lived here, all his stuff was here, and as far as he knew, he couldn't simply hop from one universe to the next—at least, not without dying, and transmigrating into another universe would probably end up with him in a similar situation anyway.

Nooo thank you.

"Ah, Lan... didi," he greeted, a little bit uncomfortable with the familiarity, but feeling it necessary all the same, after Lanting had used "gege" back on the Moon. "How are you feeling?"

Dunnottar nodded, feeling more awkward as time went on in this Page's presence. He wasn't even really sure what he was doing, talking to a Page of Ida when he was a Lysithean Page, himself. Did they care about factions like that? He wasn't sure. If nobody did, then he would discard the idea, himself. It seemed useless to try to impose something like that if it didn't matter.

"Not really," he answered with a half-shrug, flicking some hair from his face. His bangs were irritatingly long, but he couldn't bring himself to cut his hair.

Not anymore.

"My worries lie manly with surviving attacks from those that want to destroy our planet on some misguided nonsense about protecting it. Anything else simply... must be done. I do not care so much about what I must to do to bond with my Wonder, insofar as it's something I must to do protect my actual home. There is little point in worrying over it—it must be done, so it will be."

Dunnottar hummed a little bit, tilting his head curiously at Lanting. He seemed so nervous. It was something he just... honestly did not understand. Had he faced no real threats in his life? To be so frightened of screwing up something that the Code itself had practically said was very simple, it just needed to be done, and quickly? He highly doubted the Code would punish anyone—it was some kind of godlike entity, sure, but its... well... moral code didn't seem to dictate anything of the sort. Not if it was in charge of Knighthood.

"From what I understand, they are," he said, attempting to be gentle. "But getting it right should be easy. Find the piece, say hello, come home. The Code didn't seem like it had any doubt we could do it, no matter how early or late we were in Awakening."

DUnnottar nodded. "See you then."