Luca sat on the ground with his back straight and a stern expression that these people hadn’t seen.
He looked mad.
The last time D-29 saw a similar expression, it was treated to a night of the Host scaring the system into nearly overheating.
But how could Luca not need meditation after seeing the resulting lay of the land?
It was an absolute disaster!
And the little chipmunk tried keeping it together because this was largely his fault.
Which was why it was more painful.
Fields were ruined, trees were toppled, and they were covered in green because lettuce leaves were scattered everywhere!
Sid wouldn’t have needed a paint job had he been outside the space button when it all happened!
Not to mention the fruits that were forcefully harvested because of the strong energy wave that shook everything.
There were just so many things going on that Luca, who had never encountered such a disarray in his space, was overwhelmed.
The golden dragon was now pouting. And Xavier watched as the little chipmunk looked more and more crestfallen by the minute but refused to say anything.
Or maybe he wasn’t refusing to say anything.
No one was just asking.
And he figured that someone would have to, and so he did.
"What’s wrong?" Asked Xavier, who decided to squat next to the little chipmunk, who was visibly surprised at being asked.
Hmm. Was that too surprising for him?
Apparently, yes. Because Luca wasn’t used to being asked like this.
He didn’t know where to begin, save for not knowing what he should do first.
"Everything...I think. But I’m not sure how I’ll finish all of it!."
"There’s just too many problems!" Luca gave Xavier an anguished look.
"Then why not do it all at the same time?" Xavier asked seriously. But to the already despondent Luca, it sounded like he was being goaded.
"Are you making fun of me? That’s impossible! I’m not even sure how to finish one, and—" Luca stopped, suddenly losing steam as he got tired of trying to explain.
Apparently, even that was too difficult.
"Luca, you talk as if there’s only one person here."
Xavier wasn’t sure, but by the looks of it, the little chipmunk was overwhelmed because he seriously thought of doing everything by himself.
Just what kind of past did he have to assume that it was him against the world?
"There’s so many of us here that we can either start doing different tasks or focus on one." Xavier gestured toward everyone sitting around Luca, including the elders and even the blasted tortoise.
Luca was caught off-guard because he was already starting to feel worse about his incompetence when the Prince suddenly pointed out the existence of everyone else.
But why would they have to do anything?
It wasn’t their fault.
"You can just tell us what to do, and we’ll do it. You just need to lead us."
Now, the little chipmunk could only feel around the foreign concept of leadership.
The leaders he knew weren’t exactly good examples, and just how could he lead anyone else when he could barely even govern himself?
And right now, that was becoming painfully obvious.
To think he was excited about being a Guild Leader!
Luca’s reaction surprised most of them because instead of being glad about having free labor, Luca was in an even worse mood.
Xavier admittedly panicked because he didn’t expect this reaction.
Not from someone who led them pretty well when it came down to collecting materials.
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