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[scooba]

Um...

I suppose I should post this here. People having been saying I should be more confident in myself so...

I guess I wanted to let you know my birthday is coming up soon. So, I'm not too sure how to celebrate it here.

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[beshackled]

...That is the heart of it, in the end. To feel passionately about something and be willing to see it through despite opposition or the temptation to give in and give up.

You made a choice to save them, did you not? 'Twas not a choice made for you... so yes, I think it counts.

[scooba]

Is it really that simple? To save people is enough for me to have a voice?

[He supposed so considering he did get a vision as a result.]

...I wouldn't have thought it like that. I just thought it was me trying to save people.

[beshackled]

Sometimes... we express our wills in ways that don't use words. 'Tis the voice we hold inside of us, rather than the one we use to speak to others. The one that warns you of danger, or tells you that someone is lying to you, or that you are capable of things you didn't know you could do before.

Growing up without confidence... it isn't always easy to talk to people or express our wishes aloud, but as long as you hearken to your heart and listen to your inner voice, I think you are on the right course.

[scooba]

[...]

It's kind of funny. You speak just like the same way that "Father" would. She would say the same thing. Words don't always hold power. Our actions do.

[beshackled]

[A father that is a she? What fascinating people he has yet to meet...]

I think I understand.

Words are words. Actions are truth.

[scooba]

I hope so.

I know I'm not good with words. I usually do things by action because I'm not good around people. I just hope that it's enough.

[beshackled]

I am certain that, in time, you shall find what works best for you. There are many ways those that live upon the star communicate. By speech, by gesture, by writing, by light, by scent, by projection of thought...

You'll find a way. You already have the will to reach out, so the rest shall come in time.

You needn't rush.

[scooba]

Even after staying so long here? It just seems like I have to do something to change...

[beshackled]

Hm...

Have you been dissatisfied with yourself for some time? Or... is there some particular reason that has spurred to you pursue change after your time here?

[Is the motivation internally or externally driven?]

[scooba]

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I've been dissatisfied with myself for quite a long time now. But I know that there isn't much I can to become the person I want to be. Especially when I'm so...quiet.

[beshackled]

What sort of person do you want to become?

[He speaks the question without judgement, head tilted in open curiosity.]

[scooba]

[There was a long silence on his end]

....I don't know. I just want to be someone that people can look up to.

[beshackled]

You are the youngest hero I have met.

I think you're already someone others can look up to.

[scooba]

I am?

I think there are those who are younger than me here.

[beshackled]

Even if there are, you've still done a great deed at a very tender age.

Try not to look down on yourself so much.

[scooba]

I'll try not to. It's just something I need to work on.

[beshackled]

Good. Should you ever need someone to talk to, I shall be happy to listen.

[From one person who struggles with self-confidence to another.]

I am Erichthonios, and you may reach me through these shellphone devices, should you wish to.

[scooba]

...My name is Freminet and it's nice to meet you. I hope we can meet again someday.

Thank you for helping me.

[beshackled]

'Twas no trouble, Freminet. I'm glad to have been of some help to you.