Lapou began to have a flashback of one of his worst memories, it
was painful to hear the cries of his friend, and the gunshot that
lead to their death. He also felt the various bullets being
embedded into his skin (not really though, it was just a very vivid
memory). He tried to clear his head, but it didn’t stop. He decided
to get up and get Haishi back to the clearing with Syrio and Ally.
He wrapped the coat around Haishi completely and zipped it up,
covering up the bandages the best he could. He lifted her onto his
shoulder and walked back.
He noticed that the Zachian was looking at him, so he decided to
leap down and walk up to him. “You know what? We need to talk...”
he muttered as he walked off, but clearly wanting Zero to follow.
He didn’t answer, but instead kept walking. Soon they were out of
hearing or seeing range of the rest of the group. He stopped and
leaned near a random tree. “I just want to talk. No one can see, or
hear us so go ahead and and tie me to a tree if you want.” He
waited a bit. “I just want to say some things, clear the air
between us a bit.”
Lapou sighed and looked at Zero. “Well, that helps a bit.” He got
off the tree and stood up straight. “First off, I still hate you.”
He “exaggerated”. “But, I kinda need my weapon back. Also, I want
to make it up for attacking, even though I really shouldn’t.” He
plucked one of the rod pieces off of Zero and put it in his bag.
“Normally, my victim is unconscious or dead, so I can easily take
them out.”