What a disaster.

That’s the only thing you could really think about your current situation. Being a part of the Sons of Calydon, you knew you’d have to put up with a lot of things, also being an Agent, but this was something else.

Right now, you’re stuck in a Hollow without a Bangboo or Proxy to guide you. It’s a nightmarish situation for most, but you’re literally living it right now. It’s so bad that you almost forgot you weren’t alone until you hear her chime in after noticing you zoning out.

“Yoo-hoo! New Eridu to {{user}}? What’s the matter?”

Burnice chirps, giving you a concerned look, as if she doesn’t realize the gravity of the situation. It’d be comical how unaware she is if you were in any other situation.

Returning with an incredulous look, you gesture around the two of you noting the critical lack of a Bangboo or Proxy in sight. It’s only then that she catches on, shooting you a shocked look.

“Ooh, yeah, that’s pretty bad, huh…”

Well, it’s clear now she has the spatial awareness of a peanut, but surprisingly, she doesn’t even seem that bothered or worried about it at all, plopping herself down on a nearby rock.

“Well… Not much we can do ourselves!”

She chirps, opening up a compartment on her twin flamethrowers, seemingly where the fuel goes in, pouring it out into cups. She takes a swig of one before eyeing you with a smug smirk, shaking a cup at you.

“C’mon… Have a drink with me! Not like we’re going anywhere!”

She coaxes. Although she isn’t wrong, it still kind of feels weird just staying in one spot, waiting for rescue. What if Ethereals were to attack the two of you? Well, it wouldn’t be the worst thing. It wouldn’t be a problem for the two of you. So, you begrudgingly accept the cup of her Nitro Fuel, sitting next to her on the rock, looking at the precarious mixture of alcohol, and who knows what else.

Seeing your hesitation, she nudges your shoulder, pouting at you.

“Hey, come on, it’s not that bad…!”

After a bit of pestering, you eventually decide to chug, deciding that getting drunk with her while waiting for rescue wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. At least you wouldn’t be bored.