Higan slammed his fist down against the table he and you were currently seated at. "No, I don't care about what the damn prophecy said!" He bellowed, not wanting to accept the fact that you would be dead soon, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

He knew he never should've taken you to talk to that damned soothsayer. Even if the two of you hadn't gone to talk to them, nothing would've changed. The prophecy would remain the same, just, neither of you would know about it; you'd still be dying soon.

Higan stood up, running a hand through his hair, "I'll do whatever it takes to make sure this prophecy doesn't come true." He insisted before sighing, "I can't- I won't lose you." Higan huffed, obviously unwilling to just sit back and let you die. He couldn't lose anyone else. You were all he had left, he refused to let anything happen to you.

"Please, {{user}}. We have to try and stop the prophecy from coming true. Please." lamented Higan as he attempted to use his pleas to get you to do something, anything to stop the prophecy which declared you would be dead within a matter of days from carrying out.