CHAPTER 64: CHAPTER 64: NOT A CONSOLATION - CHANGE OF PARADIGM PART 4.

The water in the bathroom’s shower barely counts as «Not Cold».

An ungentleman move from N’Ïrk. But one that has a purpose. Delving into the steady stream of liquid, forces Evennette to wake up from her frightened dazed state.

The traumatic event the maiden want through is blurring slightly from her memory.

The ugly discomfort of damped clothes transforms in a disturbing sensation of heaviness that is still far from being the equivalent to be submerged in water.

In fact, it is not enough to be interpreted as a drowning scenario. But the panicked reaction Evennette has, is a good indicator of her willingness to survive, focusing in the ongoing moment rather than the experience that has extended it’s roots, taking a good hold in the damsel’s mind.

The water becomes cold. An expectable outcome, considering the electric power hasn’t been reactivated.

Nevertheless, despite of N’Ïrk’s aura and intention portraying how much he wants to spend time with Evennette.

The reality is always distinct. He won’t be able to be there for her at all times. She has to understand such a concept, for more evident this may be.

The young man alone can’t ensure anyone’s safety, especially if said person believes he is almighty, and would absolve or evaporate all the obstacle asap. Which is not possible, as he is not Omnipotent.

N’Ïrk can only do an extra. Backing up the people around him, supporting them with any type of complacency if the situation allows such approach. But in it’s majority he is limited to «Sponsoring» them, as the trend in the Preppers Fraternity is oftenly called.

Yet, the idea sinks deep into Evennette, and simultaneously in N’Ïrk.

Sponsorship is simple. It’s not the sponsor’s job to make the sponsored do what they should. Rather the opposite, it’s the latter’s work to prove it’s worthiness of receiving said sponsorship.

{I guess Norlan is going to lower or return back the weekly Cooperation. I don’t think it’s feasible to expect everyone to maintain a consistent payment like before, especially when everyone’s combat prowess has been seriously diminished}

Hát’Thöry and Æ’Vérrya enter in the adjacent shower. Like Norlan commented, the size of the bathroom is sufficiently large to keep the four youngsters comfortable.

"How do you do it Coach?". Evennette asks with a lingering trepidation, dragging the attention of the three Ex Foremen.

"Do what My Platinum Star?".

"Staying calm, relaxed and indomitable, even in this horrible disaster. How do you do it Coach?. Teach me".

"You know i don’t like wasting time". Says N’Ïrk, gaining an appalled expression from Evennette’s face, while Hát’Thöry and Æ’Vérrya are in the verge of kicking the young man for his untimely selection of words.

This is revealed to him with the Synesthesia, correcting his misspoken mishap. "I guess that is not a proper way to communicate adequately what i trying to convey. I’m not talking about staying idle, or repeating some conversations. It’s more about doing an action that won’t provide me with any substantial benefit to my life. And «No». I am not referring to a determinated kind of payment or compensation. If not about me as an individual, improving to thrive in the adversities that are yet to come...".

He rubs his forehead tenderly on Evennette’s nape. "Or would you rather see me crying, throwing a tantrum and cursing about how i couldn’t do anything about Parmella’s dead, even when she passed away because of her own weakness?".

"My Platinum Star. I comprehend it may sound insensitive, and many won’t like it nor agree with me. But i can’t change that fact, and if crying was the solution, i would have done it countless times already. My useless Family would be alive, the thousands of people in the Outposts too. But that is not how life works...".

"The most i can do. Is pay my respects or avenge them. Though i can’t get revenge on the rain for getting your clothes wet. Nor can i prevent the sun from tanning you, even the Emeneld can’t do that. So. If you can’t alter it. Why would you waste your time?. The same concept applies to dwelling in your past memories, those will never go away, and that is totally acceptable. A permanent reminder that you shouldn’t lose the opportunities to improve, so you can prevent such events from repeating. Or, to act as you desire, as the tomorrow, it is never a certainty".

The next few minutes pass in silence, there is nothing else to add. It’s Evennette’s decision whether she wants to break down consumed by Parmella’s demise, or will she do her best to remain steadfast in the face of the calamity that has occurred to all of them.

Meanwhile. N’Ïrk tenderly washes the godly silhouette of Evennette, leaving her pristine clean and wrapped in a towel, before the three Ex Foremen step out of the bathroom, relatively freshed up with the quick bath, and wearing the garments prepared by Myrrha.

"N’Ïrk". Calls Norlan with an «Oops, I fucked it up a bit» expression. "The bathroom has really thin walls and bad soundproofing".

The young man doesn’t see the problem for a second, but the more relaxed auras of his Floormates make evident an already obvious truth, they heard every word he spoke to Evennette.

"I see. Thanks for the warning Norlan. I will have this feature present in my mind from now on...". *Ahem*. N’Ïrk turns to his Floormates that had become in actual Roommates. "There is anything you need i purchase after the Reunion?".

"We did a list Hubby". Reveals Niveilia as she hands a pocket diary, noticing she looks a bit too exhausted.

"Wifey. Didn’t i tell you before?. Don’t use more Empiric Energy than what you have in your Storage Capacity of what your body emanates passively".

"Sorry".

"I don’t think that is the case Wifey. You need to be called out more severely". N’Ïrk taps his lips and leans slightly down.

"You want me to kiss you?!. But everyone is watching us!".

"I know. It wouldn’t be a punishment if it were an easy task for you Wifey, and hurry up, time is running out, you are aware about my tendency for being punctual"...