Ever since this storm began, I've just been... tired.
Not physically... no. It's like my very soul is exhausted. Worthless. Hopeless. I imagine it's what one feels when a mate leaves them for someone with a rounder belly, but I've never had a mate so how would I know?
How can I claim to know anything? I'm worthless to everyone but these thunderbirds. At least they'll have a good meal out of me.
<Yi-Mo sighs deeply and continues staring off into the sky. It doesn't look like he's going anywhere.>
Completion
I can't believe he was actually going to do that... This despair is worse than I had even imagined.
I cannot thank you enough for bringing him back.
Notes
Option one:
Please, Yi-Mo: your aunt's worried sick about you.
Is she REALLY worries about me? I doubt it...
Option two:
You have your whole life ahead of you.
What is life, anyway? A series of disappointments, one after another.
Option three (after you choose one or both of the others):
I don't have time for this. Move your ass or I'll move it for you.
Roll Yi-Mo towards Zhu's Watch!
Yi-Mo Longbrow says: Say what you want. I'm not moving an inch.
Each successive kick brings with it the following responses, and sometimes an attacking thunderbird:
Yi-Mo Longbrow says: Oof! What are you doing?
Yi-Mo Longbrow says: Ow! Stop it! I'm waiting for the thunderbirds to take me!
Yi-Mo Longbrow says: Here they come...
Yi-Mo Longbrow says: Why?!
Yi-Mo Longbrow says: Just leave me here or they'll take you too!