[ a quiet assurance, that she's not going anywhere and doesn't intend to. perhaps it's a small blessing they were both taken; even if back home they'd have no idea, they both have each other here.
she waits, listening to him after he proclaims he doesn't want to cry. there it is; no right to cry, not after everything. the root of the issue, really, and she squeezes him tightly when she feels wetness on her arm. ]
And when did you decide you had to have a right to cry?
[ blunt, and to the point; exactly her type of comfort. she frets over him quietly, one hand rubbing at a shoulder. ]
In fact, perhaps you must, because you recognize your mistakes.
[ such a small word for what the braves did, but she is trying. ]
You are allowed to cry for them, to grieve the loss that we have all felt as well.
[ she won't offer the only other bitter comfort she has: that if it wasn't alphinaud, and illberd, or nidhogg's eyes, it would have been some other bright young lad, another victim of war, another source of aether the ascians would have manipulated. ]
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[ a quiet assurance, that she's not going anywhere and doesn't intend to. perhaps it's a small blessing they were both taken; even if back home they'd have no idea, they both have each other here.
she waits, listening to him after he proclaims he doesn't want to cry. there it is; no right to cry, not after everything. the root of the issue, really, and she squeezes him tightly when she feels wetness on her arm. ]
And when did you decide you had to have a right to cry?
[ blunt, and to the point; exactly her type of comfort. she frets over him quietly, one hand rubbing at a shoulder. ]
In fact, perhaps you must, because you recognize your mistakes.
[ such a small word for what the braves did, but she is trying. ]
You are allowed to cry for them, to grieve the loss that we have all felt as well.
[ she won't offer the only other bitter comfort she has: that if it wasn't alphinaud, and illberd, or nidhogg's eyes, it would have been some other bright young lad, another victim of war, another source of aether the ascians would have manipulated. ]