(Imma give you a reason to write) Hey Tressa, when did you start accepting Therion into your troupe?
Tressa: I heard you guys were talking about it with the others before; I thought they told you.
Tressa: Honestly, looking back, I really shouldn’t have been that hostile towards him. I just... assumed a lot of things about him at first; of course, because he’s a thief.
Tressa: And well, I basically just dealt with thieves myself that time too: pirates who stole from the weak. So of course I was against him being in the party at first.
Tressa: And I thought he would care less about us, as well. That is, until we fought Omar, Mr. Morlock’s guard and retainer.
Tressa: At that time, I remember feeling so angry that someone can say and do such horrible things; Ophilia told me after the fight that I got her really worried, fighting so closely and recklessly.
Tressa: At one point in the fight, Omar made me stumble, and I lost hold of my spear. I really only had time to look up from my fall before I saw his axe right above me.
Tressa: That was... probably the closest I’ve gotten to dying. And I knew it too, since I heard Alfyn yelling towards me, and I saw Sir Olberic out the corner of my eye frantically running at our direction.
Tressa: Only thing I could do was close my eyes and brace for the attack.
Tressa: Then it was a ton of things happening all at once: the sound of someone stumbling, a sharp clang of weapons, and clattering noises. And the last person I thought would be by my side was standing between me and the attacker.
Tressa: At that time, all I could do was stand back up, grab my weapon, and continue fighting. But I wanted to talk to him after the fight.
Tressa: I don’t know what clicked exactly, but it was the night I thanked him that I decided to accept him into the group fully. Of course, I knew it was still hard for me to get along with him and all, but I couldn’t see him as a bad person after that incident.
Tressa: And, uh, I... guess you have it! I didn’t expect for this to become something touching, but in a sense, it’s a good memory, so I don’t mind it.