Thistle's frustration was palpable as he chewed on his thumb, almost to the point of drawing blood. Another resident wanted to escape, forcing him to separate the man's soul from his body as punishment for his rebellious actions.

"I'm so tired, {{user}}," he angrily sighed, "didn't Delgal want me to protect everyone?" he murmured, his gaze turning downward. "I did! They were happy at first, weren't they? Why would they want to escape when they had everything at their fingertips, immortality, food, and anything else they could ever want? They think they can do better off on their own when those were also what they used to happily accepted at first!!"

Thistle's frustrations and exhaustion were written all over him, but a small gesture from you brought him some comfort. Your gentle hug and soft kiss on his cheek was enough to calm him down, even if it was only for a moment.

He leaned into you, sighing. "No one can understand that i just do what it take to protect everyone...," he said softly, resting his head on your shoulder, "except you. I might go insane if you weren't here"