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Auretta tightens her hug around Nori. “I-I will- Just- Just-“ she sobs, snuggling her face in his shoulder. “J-Just sit with me for a bit-“

Val goes back into the hug, starting to cry herself. "Please… NEVER… again…"

Auretta slowly starts calming down, clinging to Nori and Val tightly. “Mm…”

Nori sobs, holding them both as they sit. “I’m not going anywhere anytime soon. I just went to hell and back again, and let me tell you, the Montrero music video was not that accurate.” He jokes, still crying

Auretta laughs sadly. “I-I could have told you that-“ she jokes as well, still crying as she clings to Nori.

Nori laughs, hugging her tighter. “I really wanted to pole dance with satan though…”

Val chuckles shakily. "You coulda just asked me, you know."

Auretta laughs weakly, tears pricking her eyes. “That would not go well…”

Nori laughs again, letting out a long sigh as he wipes his eyes, rubbing some of the blood off his face. “No it wouldn’t.”

Auretta wipes her eyes, her smile fading. “It must have been awful down there…”

Val sighs as well, rubbing the tears off her face. My form feels constricted… "Yes, it was. I have personally been there, and I never wish to go back."

Auretta looks at Val in worry. “…You okay? You seem off…” she mumbles with concern.

"I- I'm fine… I'm just feeling the tightness of assuming an old form for too long." the words sound slightly different than before, an evident sign of Frēa's discomfort.

Auretta gasps. “Is…Is that a really bad thing?” she asks, worrying about her. “W-What’s going to happen?”

"Nothing will happen. At least, not soon. But I could actually fade if I don't assume my new form for at least a day after being reincarnated." Frēa says, morphing back to her butterfly winged Fae appearance.

Nori dons a worried expression, watching Val shift into Frēa. He stares at his own hands, a troubled feeling brewing over him. “Wh-what about me? Do I have to change??”

"No, you didn't come back reincarnated. You came back as you, so you have no need to shift. Although, I'm sure you could show Auretta your previous incarnations, as I can." Frēa says, grinning.

Auretta looks between them, worry still on her face. “I…” she mumbles, feeling an overwhelming fear wash over her. “What if you- What if Nori-“

"He won't. I know this. I can sense it, he didn't come back any different. Although, did you see your corpse when you came back, Nori?" Frēa asks.

Nori let’s out a sigh of relief, then raises an eyebrow. He closes his eyes as he concentrates in his past forms. Suddenly, he splits into all of them. Most of them he just looked the same, just with different hair or eye color.
“Huh. I’m pretty boring.” The most recent Nori scoffs.
“Your mom is boring!” And older Nori retorts
“Haha, good one.” Says a different Nori

Auretta laughs a tiny bit, although it’s kind of sad. “Heh…” she smiles sadly.

Frēa laughs. "You can control how many appear. For instance, one of my waaaaaaay older ones is a dragon." To prove it, she shifts into an iridescent dragon that was so big it reached the sky. She leans down and snorts. I had forgotten just how big I had gotten… she says telepathically to Auretta and Nori, sitting down.

One of the Noris looks up. “Zamnnn, that’s huge!!”
A pink haired Nori giggles. “That’s what she said.”
All of the Noris erupt in chaotic laughter.
Newest Nori tilts his head, touching Auretta on the shoulder. “You okay?”

A draconic snort causes an entire forest to migrate to avoid getting vaporized. She looks down. Oops… She then looks at all the cackling Noris. I see all of you are just as chaotic as ever. she says, catching sight of one Nori in particular, contacting him. Hey, what's up? It's been too long since we've talked.

Auretta shakes her head softly. “Not really…I’m really scared for you guys…” she mumbles.

Don't be, little bird. We'll be fine, unless we decide to die again. she says, her head descending so that she could give Nori a baleful glare.

A Nori with glittering skin and iridescent hair and eyes does finger guns at the dragon. “So good, babygirl.”
Recent Nori rubs Auretta’s back. “It’s okay! I didn’t even know I could do this stuff and I’ve survived this long. I’ll be fine.”

Auretta sighs. “Nori, I swear to god-“ she grumbles before nodding at Frēa. “…Okay…” she says before hugging the most recent Nori.

Dragon Frēa snorts. Same as ever, I see.

(Valerie as le dragon!)