Part 688: Lissa A

Owain!

Yes, Mother?

I've got it! I picked one!

One... what?

A name! For my weapon!

Ah, right! Well, let's hear it! No doubt it joins your quiet grace with your fiery strength and iron resolve!

Owain!

Yes?

No, that's the name. ...Owain.

Mother, that's MY name.

I know, silly! It's the name of that which I value most in the whole wide world! What better name could there be?

Yes, but won't that get a little... I don't know, confusing? I just don't think it's a good idea.

Awww...

If you would draw out your weapon's full potential, its name needs more... oomph.

I think Owain has PLENTY of oomph! It's got oomph up to HERE! It's...Wait a minute! Are you saying you don't like your name?!

No, no, I'm not saying that at all...

*Sniff* F-fine, then! Fine! Just tear my heart out and stomp on it, why don't you? Imagine, a son rejecting the name his mom poured her heart and soul into choosing!

No, Mother, would you PLEASE just listen?

Well, fine, then. Call yourself whatever you like. I'll get THIS Owain to protect me. THIS Owain will never turn on me. THIS Owain will never leave my side!

Even if it snaps in half!

AUGH, STOP! Don't even TALK about a weapon named after me breaking! Look, I'll protect you, okay? I promise. Now just, PLEASE stop!

You will?! Oh, that's so sweet, honey! C'mere, you!

Gah, p-please stop... hugging too tight... C-can't... breathe...

All right, well, if you insist, I'll stop trying to name my weapon, then. Tee hee. There's no need, now that I have you to protect me! Isn't that right, dear?

Why do I feel like I've just been had...?

I would never dream of it, sweetheart. And I promise I'll be right there to rescue you when you're in trouble, too.

We don't need fancy names or divine power, Son, we just need each other.