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Happy to fade; would be great to have another some time soon! <3

I'd be honoured, he replied honestly, quietly, for he'd always been too intimidated to visit the rocky altar at the border. But as they made their way towards it and Merrick voiced a thought, Ico blinked up at him, startled. A priest? A teacher? Ico?! I'd... I'd very much like to work towards something like that, he replied humbly. He was quite sure he couldn't teach anyone anything, except perhaps how to string a few sentences together into a viable tale.

But he was touched by Merrick's interest in him, and wished to please him. Thus Ico would regard the altar with all due deference, and promise he would endeavor to build himself into someone Ursus could be proud of