Kiran flipped the pile over, taking out the heavy white blanket Lucina had requested and handed it to her as gently as he could, being careful not to mar the cloak any more than the fall itself had done. She seemed really upset about all this. He said, "Alright. I'll help you as much as I can, I swear. To my last breath, if need be." He hoped none of this was setting off Fjorm... He didn't want to ruin his chances with her, he just wanted to help this Lucina to have the happiness she so desperately deserved.<br/><br/>But how were they to do that if they didn't even know which World this Lucina had come from in the first place? He didn't know, but he intended to find out. He'd visited many different Worlds during the War to save Askr, and he was pretty confident that he could find it again if he were tasked with the job. He felt the need to help her, as if some inner need was tugging at him, telling him that if he helped her, it would give his closure for what happened to the other Lucina. Finally allow him to forgive himself for that momentary lapse of judgement that got her killed.<br/><br/>He turned to Haru, wanting to ask his opinion on all this, but didn't see him. He turned around, looking every which way, but couldn't find him. He then heard the clang of metal on the ground, and turned in an about face, drawing Breidablik before remembering she was a Summoner's weapon, not a true gun like he had been used to before he was the Legendary Hero. He resheathed her in her Hollister and walked over, paying attention to every word the others were saying. He extended off of what Fjorm had said, adding, "And I was picking up the belongings she'd brought with her-" He then realized that, the way he'd been holding the basket,a pair of Lucina's panties and a portion of one of her bras were in direct contact with his skin.<br/><br/>He shifted the basket and asked, "So, we just gonna sit here, in the fading afternoon light? Or we gonna go back inside? There's enough food for all of us, I'm sure of it." In truth, he knew there wasn't. He also knew he hadn't eaten much, and could easily slip out in the crowd to sneak a bite from the kitchens. He could honestly say, though, that he wasn't really hungry, after drinking nearly three entire bottles of wine by himself.