Zettsu looked around the Haven's Cantina, trying to find someone he recognised. He didn't hold much hope of finding any of his old friends here, and frankly, he really disliked such places. He started second-guessing himself. Was it really worth it to come here? He was just about to turn around and quietly leave, while nobody noticed him, when he saw someone. Seraph.
How could he forget about her. She was the one who pulled him out of being just another poor freelancer making ends meet, taught him that he didn't need money to be happy. And now she was walking towards him, looking less like a woman and more like an avatar. A goddess emanating with aura of intimidating confidence in everything she did, yet still without sense of superiority, usually affecting people of her status.
She was getting closer and he started noticing her natural beauty. Her dress, in only one colour. Her colour. Purple. Beautiful.
"Zettsu!" she called, and all the mysticism around vanished. She was still a human after all. She kissed the air near his ear. "Where have you been this entire time?"
"Working, I suppose," he smiled at her and let himself be lead back towards the bar. With Seraph, he could stay here all night. Her presence made him feel a lot safer, as though he could breathe and forget about the everyday concerns. "The people of Liberty still deserve better future."
"I gave up on that thinking." she responded and chuckled. "Too many of them are too stupid to notice someone wants to help them. Fortunately, not everyone is like that and you can still find grateful people, like these here. Thank goodness for that."
"The grateful will receive and the ungrateful will pay. Measurably or not, however this may sound," she wove her hand around pretentiously. "I can't believe I'm getting so philosophical here. But, well, being effectively a subsidiary of BHG makes strange things come out of you. You should join in."
"You know very well what my opinion on the Guild is," he responded. "But thank you for your generous offer nonetheless."
"Oh come on, now, it was just a joke. But it's good to see that your volunteer spirit still stays strong," she chuckled again. They came up where she left Fynn. "Look who I bring you here," she said to the Foreman and turned to Zettsu again. "Well, the Cantina still needs some preparation, and I'm sure you'd be happy to help, wouldn't you?"
He shrugged in a pretended sense of reluctance. "Do I have a choice?"
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