What Happened Here? [Invite]

Ollo was confused by Kowlin's words, especially when he wasn't sure exactly by what everyone meant by the fight, especially when it was against mortals. Weren't they all mortal as well? As much as he wanted to interject and ask them himself, all of them appeared to be engrossed with a conversation about all of this. Fortunately though, Ward was willing to share what was happening along and provide him with further insight for what his home would be like. It was a strange place, seeing as they only had shinjin in there. Why that was the case remained a mystery, although it sounded really nice. "Aw, that sounds like a neat place I want to visit one day though," he said sounding slightly dejected although he would have to accept it. It wasn't as if he planned on leaving Namek any time soon anyways.

However, as Ward divulged into his reasonings for getting into this the more Ollo became confused. "Why would you fight if you just misunderstood someone? Can't you just try to talk it out with them?" Why wouldn't his friends just talk it out with them. He could recall Nero giving his side of the story, before telling him not to trust them but from the way they described it, it seemed as if they were the bad guys instead. Now he was beginning to feel confused of who was telling the truth and who was lying in this situation as both of their statements appeared to contradict each other. Phakk's statement further supported Ward's making him begin to truly believe in what Phakk said. 

In comparison to Ward she was far more cheerful and happy, making light of the wounds that she received to the point where Ollo felt relaxed with her. He couldn't help but laugh along with her at some of the ways she spoke, especially when it felt all so entertained. In fact he had relaxed so much that when she had said a familiar name, Ollo simply just froze, unable to act for a moment. Did she just say...?

"You're friends with Sha-Sha- Shakuhachi?" It took a few tries for the name to come out, seeing as his throat suddenly felt extremely dry. His eyes widened for a moment as he took a few steps backward. Purposely he had avoided saying those names since his last encounter, seeing as the subject was still extremely sore. He hadn't heard anyone say it since then either. Now that it was in his mind, Ollo simply couldn't concentrate. His body ached with familiar phantom pain despite the fact that his wounds healed up months ago without even a single scar to show it. Maybe now he understood why Nero told him not to trust them.

Ignoring every other offer Phakk gave them, Ollo screamed, words came out of his mouth before he could stop himself. "You shouldn't be friends with him. He's a very bad guy, he hurt me and everyone else here so much." He took many steps back, now feeling as if the presence of Phakk was suffocating. If she was friends with that meanie, did that mean she hurt other people in the same manner as well? She seemed so nice before, yet that atmosphere had almost turned completely 180. "Who really are you?" He said, his breath quickening. Everything was beginning to spin now and he felt as if he was about to fall down any second now.

Despite the fear he felt and the natural instinct that just screamed at him to fight at the mention of Shakuhachi's name, Ollo had enough willpower to resist that at the very least. He couldn't hurt anyone, especially when they didn't hurt him first. This still didn't make him feel much better about the situation, although he was willing to listen to what they all had to say at the very least. Still, his body was visibly quivering at the sound of the name and the sight of these shinjin, making him feel a bit queasy as well. All he could do for now was grit his teeth and try his best to pay attention. While Ward and Kowlin didn't particularly know what they were talking about Phakk would offer her side of the story.

Goodness, she really didn't seem to be a bad person but the fact that she was associated with him and the fact that Nero told him not to trust them in the first place caused his mind to spin. He was confused as to who to believe, because Phakk genuinely didn't seem to be a bad person within his eyes. "I'm... ok" He said after Phakk would suggest whether he needed some water. His head was still spinning but at the very least he could think a bit more. Although he had no bases to go off of, maybe Shakuhachi influenced Phakk to do something back, especially after she said that she hadn't had any contact with the dragon since. That was good at the very least.

Taking a deep breath, Ollo would repeat what he said before, now looking to Phakk with a serious look in his eyes. "Shakuhachi is a bad person that hurt a lot of people. He acts nice but he doesn't care about hurting others if they get in his way. If he ever tries to talk to him again, tell him to go away." While normally Ollo would stay out of people's business, he simply couldn't help but get involved in their friendship if it mean that he could prevent something like that from happening. Hopefully they would heed their warning, especially when he had saw what he did to his so-called friend. If Ollo had a say in this, he would try to prevent a repeat of the past from happening once more. After all, maybe they were actually influenced by his words to do stuff they didn't want to do.

Well, he wasn't the only one that would keep him safe against Shakuhachi. It was as if the list was growing at this point. It did calm his nerves somewhat, although it didn't do much to change what had happened. The memory was burned into his head, impossible to remove. Instead, Ollo rocked back and forth, doing his best to hide the anxiety he felt in order to put on a brave face in front of these people. For now, he quietly observed them, trying to wrestle with whether or not they could be reasoned with. He really hoped they could, seeing as fighting with them was only a last result in his eyes. The conversation at least seemed nice so far... not as scornful as with his first encounter with Shakuhachi which somehow turned into a supremacist rant.

At the very least the poisoning influence of the terrible dragon clan was gone. Although some vestiges could remain they weren't as strong as having a connection to him. Phakk suggested giving him milk and cookies, causing him to take a step back, unsure of what those words meant. When Ollo had finally caught himself, he was surprised by the action his body took, seeing as it was purely by instinct. He didn't mean to regard them like that, but after everything he was just... wary. It didn't hurt to be cautious before he could get any closer to the two shinjin. "It's fine..." He said to Phakk when she would suggest leaving. It was difficult getting those words out, especially when he was visibly trembling but he had to conquer his fears sometimes. "It's not you. It's just he scares me sometimes." He admitted. His eyes trailed towards the notepad on the grounds, the scribbles meaning nothing to him. "I don't know what that says. I can't read." Honestly he wanted to speak with them more, regardless of how he felt right now. Besides, it wasn't like Shakuhachi was really here, so why did it feel like his chest was so constricted to begin with?

At this point Ollo was growing tired mentally. He had trouble keeping up with the current conversation, especially when it involved matters he had hardly understood. Shinjin business and stuff never did involve him, and while it didn't particularly upset him, it simply felt as if he was just a bystander at this point as they had a talk about things he could not understand. While Phakk did try her best to include him, even offering him a very strange food item thing, he wasn't particularly in the mood from accepting anything. He would still accept this as a measure of good will though. "I don't eat," he said gently pushing the burrito away. "I dunno what a majin is either." 

It was then that Phakk said something rather confusing, describing herself as a replacement Shaku. Honestly, that was the last thing that Ollo wanted to hear at this moment as his mind began to swarm. He really wanted to trust these two aliens and think of them as good people, but the more they spoke, the more they reminded him of the namekian. Maybe, it was time for him to go. He felt sick the longer he stayed here and he didn't like feeling like this. "I think, I'll go for a little bit. Maybe I could talk to you sometimes?" His voice ended up going a little higher than he wanted at the end, although right now he was honestly tired. He needed some time to think and calm down, especially since he currently wasn't in the right mind to continue this conversation.

He would give a hesitant smile and wave towards the rest of the group as he sauntered off towards any nearby village that was willing to house him for a bit. Hopefully the walk would be enough for him to collect his thoughts and mediate onto what he saw today. Ollo simply couldn't help but think how correct Nero was, and maybe it was a better idea for him to listen to him with this current situation.