Uh...five. There've been five other people from my world. One of them left and came back, but...then she left again.
[Korra shakes her head. That almost made it worse, having those few extra months and then...]
It's been a long time, though, since there was anyone here from my world. A couple of years. It's tough sometimes. Just...not having anyone from home to talk to, anybody who just knows the same stuff. But I know I'm not at all alone in that.
[Twice. That's what she meant by twice. Not two different people, but the same person, twice.]
It's strange. Most people I meet here are the only ones from their world, or one of only a few. There are considerably more from mine. Including all but one of my closest friends. As random as the disappearances seem, I don't think I can believe that's a coincidence.
[Not knowing Felix's thoughts, Korra can't correct him on that assumption. She's lost two people...but one of them twice.]
It's kind of all over the place, really. I've met plenty of 'groups' from worlds, but then a lot of people on their own. But there's really no pattern at all. A while ago some people tried to figure out what everybody brought here had in common and there was nothing.
Mm. It doesn't matter, anyway. None of it matters. Knowing the answer wouldn't change that it's all out of our hands.
[He finishes off his glass and gestures for Korra to hand him the bottle so he can pour another one.]
I'm impressed. With your ability to...keep going. If I were the only one left from my world, and had been for several years, I'm pretty sure I'd have shut everyone out by now.
It hasn't been easy. And I mean...look at where I live.
[Korra passes over the bottle.]
I chose to live pretty far away from pretty much everybody. There's even the least amount of locals here. Where I can work by myself. And you're probably my closest and only actual friend in the world, so I wouldn't say I'm doing great at it.
[It's not like she's been making much effort to get close to people since Botan. And she knows, she sees it, but it's just easier.]
[Felix fills his glass and sets the bottle back down between them. In case she wants to move to straight rum, too. He takes a sip, and then another - and then he almost spits it out at what she says about him. He manages to swallow it, but coughs uncontrollably for a second afterward before he looks at her, somewhat incredulous.]
Me? I'm...I'm not...
[Friend material? Cut out to be someone's only friend? Very good at emotional support, or emotional anything for that matter?]
I'm a...strange choice. I would have thought you'd have plenty of friends. You're...
[He gestures vaguely at her. Use your words, Felix.]
Um. More tolerable than most.
[...Saints. He takes another generous sip of his rum.]
Yeah, people like me. That doesn't mean I let everyone in, you know? All I'm saying is that as great as I look like I handle things...that's just how it looks. And nobody really looks too closely and sees that I never go visit anyone, really. Or have people down here. Or do much besides train and work.
[That's just how it's worked out, and it's easier that way. Maybe it's not the healthiest way to handle everything, but...it's easy. And Korra feels like maybe she's earned taking the easy route for once.]
You don't have to get all weird about it, the point I was making is that I don't really have close friends.
There was a time when I was the same even with those whom I would otherwise call friends close by. It was the war that changed things, I suppose. Knowing that any battle could be the last for any of us. Fighting alongside each other day after day. It's difficult to keep much distance.
[It's said with a smile as Korra reaches for the bottle. No bothering with a glass at this point, she's not mixing it with anything.]
Yeah, I get it. That kind of thing really bonds people. Not so much of that around here, but...I'll figure my shit out eventually, I always do. It's like a cycle, almost. I get depressed and hermit myself and go 'why bother?' and then I can't take it anymore and decide that it's stupid not to live my life while I'm here. But I'm doing better than last time, I spent half a year in a mud hut in the middle of the woods.
[Felix rolls his eyes. He's not being weird! Whatever. He drinks some more of his rum.]
Mm. Sometimes it seems as though this wandering around of mine is akin to running away. But I don't want to go back yet. When I left in the first place, it was because I couldn't stand to be in that house anymore. Every time I think about returning, I hate the idea.
[And another drink.]
I'm sure Dimitri and Claude think I'm being selfish or something.
I don't think it's selfish. At least not the kind that's bad. You need to heal, you're taking care of yourself. That's important.
[And sometimes hearts took a long time to heal. It wasn't like a cut, where there's a general time frame and the healing can be easily measured. Korra understands it.
And the desire not to go home.]
You can crash here as long as you want, it's just me and the Pokemon.
[You're taking care of yourself. That's important. Is that really true? He's never heard anyone say such a thing before. He peers into his glass thoughtfully, then finishes it off and holds it out to Korra to fill a third time.]
Thank you.
[Then he glances sidelong at her with a bit of a smirk.]
I look forward to beating you in another game of hockey.
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Everybody, huh? How many people have been here that you known from your world?
[Everybody else but Korra. What if Felix ends up the last one here from Fodlan? Even if only Dimitri and Claude left, what would he do?
Same thing Korra's doing, he supposes. Just keep going.]
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[Korra shakes her head. That almost made it worse, having those few extra months and then...]
It's been a long time, though, since there was anyone here from my world. A couple of years. It's tough sometimes. Just...not having anyone from home to talk to, anybody who just knows the same stuff. But I know I'm not at all alone in that.
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It's strange. Most people I meet here are the only ones from their world, or one of only a few. There are considerably more from mine. Including all but one of my closest friends. As random as the disappearances seem, I don't think I can believe that's a coincidence.
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It's kind of all over the place, really. I've met plenty of 'groups' from worlds, but then a lot of people on their own. But there's really no pattern at all. A while ago some people tried to figure out what everybody brought here had in common and there was nothing.
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[He finishes off his glass and gestures for Korra to hand him the bottle so he can pour another one.]
I'm impressed. With your ability to...keep going. If I were the only one left from my world, and had been for several years, I'm pretty sure I'd have shut everyone out by now.
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[Korra passes over the bottle.]
I chose to live pretty far away from pretty much everybody. There's even the least amount of locals here. Where I can work by myself. And you're probably my closest and only actual friend in the world, so I wouldn't say I'm doing great at it.
[It's not like she's been making much effort to get close to people since Botan. And she knows, she sees it, but it's just easier.]
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Me? I'm...I'm not...
[Friend material? Cut out to be someone's only friend? Very good at emotional support, or emotional anything for that matter?]
I'm a...strange choice. I would have thought you'd have plenty of friends. You're...
[He gestures vaguely at her. Use your words, Felix.]
Um. More tolerable than most.
[...Saints. He takes another generous sip of his rum.]
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[That's just how it's worked out, and it's easier that way. Maybe it's not the healthiest way to handle everything, but...it's easy. And Korra feels like maybe she's earned taking the easy route for once.]
You don't have to get all weird about it, the point I was making is that I don't really have close friends.
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[What does that even mean?]
There was a time when I was the same even with those whom I would otherwise call friends close by. It was the war that changed things, I suppose. Knowing that any battle could be the last for any of us. Fighting alongside each other day after day. It's difficult to keep much distance.
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[It's said with a smile as Korra reaches for the bottle. No bothering with a glass at this point, she's not mixing it with anything.]
Yeah, I get it. That kind of thing really bonds people. Not so much of that around here, but...I'll figure my shit out eventually, I always do. It's like a cycle, almost. I get depressed and hermit myself and go 'why bother?' and then I can't take it anymore and decide that it's stupid not to live my life while I'm here. But I'm doing better than last time, I spent half a year in a mud hut in the middle of the woods.
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Mm. Sometimes it seems as though this wandering around of mine is akin to running away. But I don't want to go back yet. When I left in the first place, it was because I couldn't stand to be in that house anymore. Every time I think about returning, I hate the idea.
[And another drink.]
I'm sure Dimitri and Claude think I'm being selfish or something.
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[And sometimes hearts took a long time to heal. It wasn't like a cut, where there's a general time frame and the healing can be easily measured. Korra understands it.
And the desire not to go home.]
You can crash here as long as you want, it's just me and the Pokemon.
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Thank you.
[Then he glances sidelong at her with a bit of a smirk.]
I look forward to beating you in another game of hockey.