thisavrou | audio; date of the sad party

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Ah, now it is working! Wonderful!

[The huge, booming voice on the other end of the TAB pauses for a moment, gathering up his thoughts. And when he speaks again, you can almost hear the grin on his face.]

Hello. To you I have not met, I am Reinhardt Wilhelm. And I, too, have come to give some words in this time. When we are still mourning the loss of our space homes. Our real homes. And our friends.

[He clears his throat. What he says next is pretty cheesy, but there's no doubt he believes in what he says, completely.]

Things can be destroyed. But as long as the people, as long as we are strong, my friends, we can always rebuild.

And, if you find yourself in need of some strength -- [Here, Reinhardt laughs, though it's not his usual, booming one, it's more solemn.] -- call for me. And I will be your shield. I have strength to spare.

...

I just winked there. You cannot see it, but I did.

[click.]

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[That hurts.]

[But the words make him laugh.]

Ah, well. I tried!

[Someone who laughs easily, or perhaps someone who laughs to cover the sting of unkind words. How familiar. How disappointing.]

And you consider that enough? Trying, and then failing after?

If it helps one person, it hardly seems a failure, my friend.

That would have to depend upon your definition of "help."

["Friend." Presumably that is a figure of speech, if a hideously innaccurate one.]

Inspiration is a form of help, for some.

[Shhhh child. Let the battle grandpa call you friend.]

[Better idea: Do Not. Chara's tone is one of dull observation.]

You are a very "up" person.

[See, when someone says Reinhardt No, his answer is always Reinhardt Yes.]

Thank you! I do my best.

Who evidently lacks a grasp of basic concepts such as "sarcasm."

[That produces another loud, echoing laugh.]

That may be true! Oh well!

[How to get under the skin of someone so relentlessly positive? It really is quite simple.]

And not much bothers you. Is that right?

I would not say that.

Why do you want to know such a thing?

Maybe I'm curious. You act as such.

[Kids are curious little scamps, are they not?]

I am only human! Humans are given to worrying, my friend.

I just try to make the best of things as they come.

[Because the destruction of everything you believe in, your friends dying, turning into Reaper(s), etc. kind of makes you take new stock in crap.]

[What a disappointing if anticipated confirmation. He is human. That explains to them all they need to know.]

Yes. I suppose they are.

[Their tone is undeniably one of absolute derision.]

I can only imagine this place stretches your optimism to its limits.