Entheo
Entheo sighed. It was in this moment that he realized that perhaps he was projecting his own experiences on her a bit too much. He stared into the ghostly figure's eyes, looking past Forest herself. "Really? You live only to fight and be used? Do you really find that alone fulfilling? Do you not want to find love, friends, maybe something outside of your family? Do you really just want to fight?"
Geeze no wonder she wanted to throw down with me for Chris Hemsworth.
Who?
Oh right, we aren't sharing memories anymore. Don't worry about it.
Entheo leaned in, grabbing a pizza slice by the crust before letting it fall. They weren't going for the pizza! Forest did say she didn't need any food and a living weapon probably didn't need one either, especially when she didn't have a human body. "Like, if you could picture an ideal future, what would it be?"