[ But in truth, he has no words, no rebuttal, when she takes a hold of him like that, still unseeing but feeling her eyes intent upon him. She really believes this, doesn't she? She won't back down from it, even though she has ever reason to, even though he's given her every chance to. He hasn't listened to reason, so she will drill it into him if she must, and he's reminded of another conversation, not too unlike this one, on the cold, frozen tundra of Niflheim itself. Aranea had spoken to him in a similar manner, uncompromising, until he could get it through his thick skull what she was saying to him. Now may be far removed from that literally, but it's not too different from what Aranea had told him then.
You worry so much about what other people want from you that you don't even know what you want anymore.
How...had he forgotten that? Has he really just been blind this whole time, focused too much on how others might see him that he's completely lost sight of what he decided that day?
He inhales, slow and careful, drawing balance into his lungs. ]
It...really doesn't...bother you? You think I...that I'm...important?
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[ But in truth, he has no words, no rebuttal, when she takes a hold of him like that, still unseeing but feeling her eyes intent upon him. She really believes this, doesn't she? She won't back down from it, even though she has ever reason to, even though he's given her every chance to. He hasn't listened to reason, so she will drill it into him if she must, and he's reminded of another conversation, not too unlike this one, on the cold, frozen tundra of Niflheim itself. Aranea had spoken to him in a similar manner, uncompromising, until he could get it through his thick skull what she was saying to him. Now may be far removed from that literally, but it's not too different from what Aranea had told him then.
You worry so much about what other people want from you that you don't even know what you want anymore.
How...had he forgotten that? Has he really just been blind this whole time, focused too much on how others might see him that he's completely lost sight of what he decided that day?
He inhales, slow and careful, drawing balance into his lungs. ]
It...really doesn't...bother you? You think I...that I'm...important?
[ She...really cares about him this much? ]