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Who: Ordis and YOU
Broadcast: Video
Action: On the Marsiva
When: Now

[It isn't peaceful when the man in the broadcast finally stirs awake. One moment he's merely laying there, awkwardly nude and as still as death, the next he's a flailing mass of limbs that succeeds at knocking himself to the floor. There's a grunt as he meets the floor, and what ensues is a rather odd struggle as he tries unsuccessfully to untangle himself. The best he can manage is a disorganized heap, arms caught beneath his torso and cheek pressed uncomfortably into the floor as he very adamantly voices his displeasure.]

Ordis demands to know what is going on immediately!

[There's certainly anger in his tone, but beneath it there's notes of increasingly uncontrolled alarm, which only seem to increase exponentially with each word. Strangely though, it doesn't seem as though he's quite used to the act of even speaking though, as he struggles to unpin his arms, his hands fly to his face and fingers probing about his features with almost frenetic energy. It can't be pleasant, because there's an exlimation of surprise and pain that has him jerking back and staring wide eyed and horrified down at his arms.]

What is this?!?

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Sure.

[Don't focus on the bad right now. Jordas and the infestation that tried to destroy him. Ordis being almost covinced by Simaris to leave him. Yea. That was certainly an always thing, being right. Still he knows where his attention should be especially after his recent blunder.]

Thank you for your vote of confidence, Operator.

[Is he teasing just a bit? Just a bit. But it helps to draw the attention away from darker things, and helps to ground him again while he tries, and fails, to keep his balance. A misstep has him leaning heavily on the tenno, trying to correct himself.]

Welcome.

[Kind of hard to tell that he was joking but things were still light so that was a plus. There was no issue with being relied on and Ordis was easy enough to shoulder.]

Doing good.

[There's a swell of pride at the praise, it's so very nice to know that he's not completely screwed up. It leaves him beaming, even if it's such a small thing.]

Thank you Operator.

[Well at least there was no more depressed Ordis. He can handle a happier one far better than the former and with less worry too.]

The harder part is when you won't have me to lean on.

Operator, Ordis knows that he can always count on you though!

[Of course that's how this works, right?]

[And what if they are separated though? How was he supposed to be there whenever Ordis needed to him if some other crew has needs for him to manage?]

I try my best. Especially for you.

[When in doubt, don't think about it for now.]

You honor me, Operator.

[And for everything that's happened, he's beaming. It's such a human expression and it feels so strange, but it's so very right because there's no better way to express the swell of pride that wells up in his chest.]

Ordis is very lucky to have you.

Doing my duty as well as protect who I have left.

[The smile allows him to briefly return with one of his own before continuing on with the walking training. For someone that had been solely in a liset up until now, Ordis seems to pull off being more human than even he can at times.]

Ordis will not leave you, Operator. Ordis would never betray the Operator.

[And he means that in the most genuine way he can. This is his Operator, and the thought of ever being separated again is dreadful.]

Never had any concerns that you would. [Completely honest. He trusted the cephalon far more than he could ever relay even after the mess of the 44th precept lie.] I swear to never do so as well.

Ordis knows that the Operator would not. [And that's the truth. The tenno had always come back for him, had never done anything wrong, and that's how it would always be.]

[Nice that someone has full faith in him like this. Even the one who had been keen on caring for him and the other Tenno held some disbelief in a few regards. She wasn't here though. Ordis was.]

You want to try with less help now?

No.

[Well, at least he's honest if nothing else.]

....Ordis would prefer to stay with the Operator.

Then we'll continue as is. [It was practice regardless and Ordis was the one to set the pace.] At some point you'll need to try on your own. Not now though.

I know, Ordis knows. [Ah, there's some of that familiarity coming back.] But Ordis also appreciates the Operator. And will endeavor not to be a burden in this form; I am sure I can find some way to be of use to the operator still.

[Another pass of the room and he's shifting so to turn and go back around with him in tow.] You're not a burden. It'll take some time but we'll get there eventually and besides you're being useful now.

What? I am not being useful in the slightest, Operator. [Hanging off of the tenno doesn't necessarily seem to be of use to anyone.]

Company tends to be useful. Conversation has its place and all. Makes things easier to handle when there's someone else with you. Should I cotinue explaining why?

Operator, you flatter Ordis too much.

[But it's had it's intended effect, and the cephalon may be beaming very cautiously.]

[As long as Ordis was smiling then he would call it a win.]

It's the simple truth of the matter. You're the one who needed to be reminded after all.

No, the Operator does flatter.

[It's a definite boost to his confidence. Enough, that perhaps he's ready to try again.]

Ordis may...be ready to attempt a step.

[And with that, the tenno is backing off slowly in order to give Ordis enough space for an attempt while also keeping close in case he has to catch him. He wasn't there to watch him fall and do nothing. That wasn't his job.]

Trying is better than nothing.

[Indeed it is, but that doesn't mean that he's entirely capable. Not quite yet. The confidence is a good booster, though, and he does manage a small handful of steps before gravity catches up and he's flailing to try to grab a hold of something, anything.]

[As soon as the balance goes, the tenno is moving in to wrap a steadying arm back around the cephalon. The flail was concerning enough but not going to let him smack the floor.]

I got you.

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