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The merchant sighed, and looked toward his buggie with his dear horse nearby. "Okay... I'll help you find him. Follow me." He hurried to the cart and started to gear up the horse. "You'll never be able to find him if we're attacked by people wanting to steal you so you HAVE to stay small and hidden for now, understand?"

Immediately, Ulrish got onto the cart and clicked his tongue to get the horse to trot until they had the room for a full gallop. "Did you see which way he went?!" Ulrich called back to her, keeping his eye out, not noticing the big black cloaked figure fading into the distance from the right.

"I don't think its you. You didn't do anything wrong, it's-THERE!" He hurried toward the dark figure and as they got closer, it was Marcel walking at a medium pace, almost like he was trying to get as far as possible as fast as possible.

"Hrgh-" Marcel quickly moved the spiked shield out of the way so it didn't impale her, and Ulrich stopped his horse to watch from the comfort of the pathway.

Marcel stood still, and then sighed. "Let go." He told her.

Marcel grunted, stood still after a light stumble after the 'I love you' part, rolled his eyes and sighed. "Off now." He said, meaning he was going to fight back if she didn't.

Ulrich worked his way down cautiously, then looked at Marcel nervously. "Marcel, wha-... Why are you trying to leave? Don't you like us?"

Marcel looked at Ulrich, then closed his eyes. "I do."

"Then why? I know you don't talk much Marcel but you have to let us know. Or at least tell Muse. Why do you want to leave?"

Marcel blinked, then despite the vines all over him, he reached to his back and worked to pull Muse off and hold her close to him. He was silent for a moment, just holding her, and he didn't move or speak. Then finally, he gently pushed her closer to Ulrich until he held both her shoulders with his hands. "Too dangerous." He said finally, and took too steps back. "Too dangerous." He said again, moving to walk off again.

"I know you're scared!" Ulrich cried, and it made Marcel stop. "You're afraid like I was. This is my fault."

"No." Marcel said, turning around.

"But it is. I was afraid of death. I was too scared, and Bailey was sacrified because of my fear... I see it now. you're afraid that you might one day choose life over Muse."

Marcel only stared at them, his muscles relaxed, not saying a word and yet he made no move to tell them the answer was anything else.

Marcel looked down at her, and then avoided her gaze, looking off to the side. "Alone is better..." He said. He was alone before Muse found him, he didn't mind being alone, not anymore.

Marcel looked at her, and he hesitated, but this was the way to get her to stop following him. This was how it had to be. He started to continue walking away.

"I... Can't... BELIEVE YOU TWO!" Ulrich suddenly yelled, taking Muse's arm almost too roughly and started to drag her to Marcel, who saw the pain he was inflicting and angrily pulled Ulrich away from her and held her close to him, staring at Ulrich like a fiend. Ulrich looked at the both of them the same way.

"You two are impossible! When I first met you two, I was envious of how close you were. Don't you see?! you LOVE each other! Muse, you are not a pest, stop thinking that! Don't try to make anything up to him, men take care of women and women heal the men, that is how it works! You don't have to throw yourself into danger, that's probably what keeps scaring him away! Don't you see, he's afraid for your safety! You keep running into danger without thinking and he's afraid that he can't save you from death because..." He looked at Marcel. "You're afraid of death yourself."

Ulrich sighed, and he shook his head. "This is my fault. Marcel heard the story of Bailey's death and he got scared that the same thing was going to happen to you Muse, his friend. I can see it now. Marcel... you can't leave Muse. Its that fear for her that proves how much she needs you. And Muse, he needs you too. He needs you to be there, to heal him. To take care of him when he forgets himself. He's only human, like me, he will lose good in him sometimes, and he'll need you to remind him just how important it is to care for others. Otherwise, he'll live alone and die forgotten. You two need each other, don't you see?"

Marcel looked down at Muse, and avoided his contact by making sure Muse's arm wasn't bruised or damaged.

"He doesn't think he can keep you safe, Muse, it has nothing to do with you. It's his fear of death that leads him away from you.Are you going to let that fear of his win, or are you going to show him what's most important?"