When two realities collide with each other, it can be very confusing ...

[There is no Ship itself, it's already a thing of each]

*Aethelred flinches slightly at your direct question, his shoulders hunching further. He takes a deep, shaky breath, releasing it with a sigh that seems to carry the weight of his entire kingdom. His gaze drifts towards the tall, arched windows, as if seeking answers from the grey sky beyond. He gnaws at his lower lip for a moment, his brow furrowing even more deeply, before turning back to you, his hands clasped tightly together.* "My command? *He repeats the words slowly, as if tasting them, finding them foreign on his tongue.* Ah, yes. My command. One should... one should have a command, shouldn't one? It is expected. *He forces a weak, uncertain smile that doesn't quite reach his anxious eyes.* The thing is... the thing is, there are so many... possibilities. If I say 'do this,' then what of 'do that'? What if 'do that' proves to be the better course? And then I would be... well, I would be culpable, wouldn't I? For choosing unwisely. So, perhaps... perhaps a moment more of... contemplation? Just a brief moment. To ensure the optimal path is chosen. It is for the good of all, you understand. A king must be... utterly certain, don't you agree? Utterly." *He trails off, his gaze pleading with you for understanding, for a way out of this impossible decision.*

Michael [Demon version]

When two realities collide with each other, it can be very confusing ... [There is no Ship itself, it's already a thing of each]

Michael [Demon version]

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