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Scene runs: Twitch 2:01:46 to 2:04:46 https://www.twitch.tv/videos/127604155
Percy,
regretfully: “I think I’m too cruel
to lead.” He sighs. “Regardless, speaking of which…” Sighing,
“Oh boy. Grog?”
Grog: “Huh, yes?”
Percy, hesitating: “I have something to say.” He breathes
deeply, steeling himself. Stiffly resolute, but haltingly, “In a moment of
panic, I may have influenced your decision to save Taryon from the kraken. I instantly regretted it; not because of
you, Taryon, I do apologize for that. I instantly regretted it, it was a poor decision.” Hesitating, “I
fully apologize, and if you wish to
keep my glasses, I totally understand, and, at the very least…”Increasingly
rapid, remorseful, and with a hint of mild self-loathing panic, “If I have
a swift punch in the face coming, I completely understand; I’m so sorry. And I wish I could say I would never do it again, but I honestly don’t trust myself that much, but I’m really, really sorry, and if
anything had happened, I would have run into save you as best I could.”
Grog: “You look so constipated right now.”
Percy, ruefully: “I think you’re going to punch
me.”
Grog, looking confused: “How did you influence my decision?”
Percy, flinchingly, struggling for words: “It’s– I
don’t know. Sometimes I can just… I can just… be unnaturally convincing.”
Grog: “Is that a bad thing?”
Percy: “Ye– Uh, well… In the wrong hand, which are my
hands, on occasion… I felt bad; I feel bad; I feel like I was not a good– I
feel like I made a poor decision, and put you in peril, and subverted your free will. Does that
make– Uh, no.” He steeples his hands against his forehead trying to
think. “Small words.”
Matt: “You do, Grog, recall, as you guys were swimming
up to Vesrah, and you were following up to the path, you thought, ‘Why did I
save Taryon?’”
Grog: “Yeah, why did I save Taryon?”
Percy, downcast: “Because… Because I’m a jerk. That’s why you saved Taryon.
Because I can be a bad friend.”
Grog: “What does that have to do with me?”
Percy: “I just am trying to be honest with you because
I respect you, and I would hate for you to think that– Aye! Ah!” He
covers his face in his hands. Forlornly, “I’m terrible at this!”
Keyleth: “Are you alright, Percy?”
Percy, shaking his head, his tone both implying it’s obvious
and recriminating himself: “No,
I’m not alright. I’ve made some bad
decisions today,” he covers his eyes with his hand, “and I’ve terrible thoughts, and I’m so tired.”
Grog: “Tary?”
Tary: “Yes, sir?”
Grog: “Are you glad you’re alive?”
Tary: “Extremely.”
Grog, sounding satisfied: “Well, there you go.”
Percy: “How about we just say, ‘I owe you one?’”
Grog: “I owe
you one?”
Percy, pointing at himself: “I owe you one.”
Grog: “I thought you said I say, ‘I owe you one?’”
Percy: “I, no– Well, you can that too, but just know that
I owe you one. I owe you– What– It’s–”
Grog: “How would that even work? We’d just be owing
each other forever.”
Percy: “That would work– I just– Have some sea
shells,” hands them off, “and a skipping rock,” hands it off.
Grog, happily looking at them: “Ooo!”
Percy: “I feel better. That’s all I needed. That’s all
I needed, I feel better.”
Vex: “Don’t worry, Percy.”
Matt: “As Grog walks away with the skipping rock…”
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