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[adalrikr]

"I believe this belongs to you."

She had seen the boy in passing, had gauged by a look or two that her temporary possession had a more permanent residence with him, but they hadn't been spared a moment until now for Lucina to pass it along with any sort of formality.

So her hands produce the staff, held shakily in bruised knuckles. Weakness has begun to make a home within her, the very object she holds like a lead weight in her palm.

"Thank you for allowing me to make use of it, but I do not doubt it is worth more in your hands than mine." Her chin dips, courteous. "You may call me Lucina. I fear there haven't been many chances for an introduction before now."

Erk takes back the staff from the lady, violet eyes staring unblinking up at her. In truth, it was little more than remnant of his past, of a war, of his lack of skill in healing.

"... Thank you..." He says quietly, small hands hiding how they trembled as he placed them around the staff. A small frown grows across his face as he remembers that Serra also used to carry her staff like this, and he quickly changes the way he holds it.

"... I... I'm actually not that good with a staff. My skill is not comparable to my master's," Because Lord Pent was good at everything, including things that Erk wasn't talented in, "... I'll do my best though, Lady Lucina..."

He sighs softly. In truth, he was in over his head. But he didn't have much a choice but to continue forward now.

"Erk. My name is Erk."