[ Alphinaud states bitterly while trying his best to dry his tears. This is horrifically embarrassing of him. He feels like a toddler crying this much but he simply can't stop. the poor boy just feels so miserable, so hopeless. It's as if he's being suffocated by his emotions. Hell, he can barely breathe at this point. His heart is racing and his body feels like it's fire. This malady is far worse than Alphinaud is willing to admit. After all, he's the type to put on a strong face regardless of his plight. Though, it feels like his façade is slowly crumbling as more tears fall. ]
It's as if everything I've tried to...to bury is all spilling forth at once. [ He admits once Alisaie kneels next to him. That slight bit of chroma between them seems to be calming him down some. Maybe the answer to healing this malady lies within chroma? That's certainly food for thought. ] Not even during all of our trials did I ever succumb to the sorrow.
[ This is maddening! It's as if he's about to unravel from the seams. He can't let this happen. He won't.]
I care not about the pain, I want them gone!
[ Truth be told, the pain alone isn't what's making him sob. It's just everything. As much as Alphinaud claims the melancholy he feels is fabricated, there's some truth to it. Their adventure to Eorzea has been racked with hardships since their first voyage. They thankfully overcame many great challenges during their journey but for every mile crossed, there's a handful of sorrows. Alphinaud brings his hands to his lips in hopes of silencing himself. He feels so pathetic right now, so low. The shame he feels is starting to outweigh the sorrow. ]
...Twelve preserve me.
[ He mutters quietly once he realizes that's truely "Allen", the hunter he met earlier within the game. Alphinaud stares at him wide-eyed in surprise before turning scarlet in shame. He hides his face within his hands and lets out a long deep suffering sigh before suddenly inching closer to Alisaie for comfort. Usually, it's the other way around in terms of comfort but Alphinaud clings to his sister nonetheless.]
T-This is not how I thought we meet.
[ He chuckles bitterly as the wings upon his back start to flutter. They're slowly turning into ash. Slowly but surely. ]
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[ Alphinaud states bitterly while trying his best to dry his tears. This is horrifically embarrassing of him. He feels like a toddler crying this much but he simply can't stop. the poor boy just feels so miserable, so hopeless. It's as if he's being suffocated by his emotions. Hell, he can barely breathe at this point. His heart is racing and his body feels like it's fire. This malady is far worse than Alphinaud is willing to admit. After all, he's the type to put on a strong face regardless of his plight. Though, it feels like his façade is slowly crumbling as more tears fall. ]
It's as if everything I've tried to...to bury is all spilling forth at once. [ He admits once Alisaie kneels next to him. That slight bit of chroma between them seems to be calming him down some. Maybe the answer to healing this malady lies within chroma? That's certainly food for thought. ] Not even during all of our trials did I ever succumb to the sorrow.
[ This is maddening! It's as if he's about to unravel from the seams. He can't let this happen. He won't.]
I care not about the pain, I want them gone!
[ Truth be told, the pain alone isn't what's making him sob. It's just everything. As much as Alphinaud claims the melancholy he feels is fabricated, there's some truth to it. Their adventure to Eorzea has been racked with hardships since their first voyage. They thankfully overcame many great challenges during their journey but for every mile crossed, there's a handful of sorrows. Alphinaud brings his hands to his lips in hopes of silencing himself. He feels so pathetic right now, so low. The shame he feels is starting to outweigh the sorrow. ]
...Twelve preserve me.
[ He mutters quietly once he realizes that's truely "Allen", the hunter he met earlier within the game. Alphinaud stares at him wide-eyed in surprise before turning scarlet in shame. He hides his face within his hands and lets out a long deep suffering sigh before suddenly inching closer to Alisaie for comfort. Usually, it's the other way around in terms of comfort but Alphinaud clings to his sister nonetheless.]
T-This is not how I thought we meet.
[ He chuckles bitterly as the wings upon his back start to flutter. They're slowly turning into ash. Slowly but surely. ]