The loneliness was something he had sensed, a number of times before, whenever he looked into Luke’s eyes. He had his doubts on occasion, wondering if Luke simply stayed with him because he wanted to replace the empty void in his life left by his friends and his roommate from the hotel. Would Luke ever allow his desire to not be abandoned, override his logical sense of mind? If his friends should arrive in this world, wouldn’t he naturally gravitate toward them? And then… he wouldn’t need to hold onto other unnecessary ties.
His appetite had suddenly began to diminish, but fortunately, he finished his food, by this point. There wasn’t a conscious reason for it, but he felt like gripping onto Luke’s hand tighter, and so he did. Now, if there was a stand around that served decent tea, he could cleanse his palette…
“Why do you hold that belief?” A serious question, because Gaara saw nothing wrong with being versatile. If anything, Luke was much better prepared than him, and he didn’t need to specialize in a particular area. Gaara felt all the more determined to overcome his weaknesses; he didn’t want to become a burden to Luke, or anyone else he might be fighting alongside. “Is it your contention that you must master a form of combat in order to be proficient at fighting?”
He replied without hesitation, “Yes. We have already begun training together. It would be logical to continue.” Without his sand abilities, he would need to rely on Luke to point out which areas he lacked in, since he could no longer be self-aware to that extent. Even if Luke couldn’t use the exact same techniques as the previous world, he hadn’t completely forgotten his sword skills. He wasn’t helpless or useless, in this new job class.
Gaara waited until they had walked further along, and then slowly eased to a stop, once they were far enough away from the general crowd. He turned to Luke and lifted his free hand, gently running the back of his fingers down one lone cheek. “Don’t relinquish hope, Luke. You possess more strength and resilience than you seem to realize.”
Well, now their Heroes had run off and disappeared together! Or maybe the crowd had just swallowed them up, when her attention was turned away? She wasn’t watching them the entire time, because she had been finishing her delicious cotton candy. Letting out a soft squeak of surprise, the pink-furred Moogle flitted up into the air, dragging Ion along with her.
“Oh, no! Where did they go??” Their companions had flutes to summon them with, but the reverse wasn’t true! They couldn’t just magically pinpoint where their Heroes had gone. It wasn’t fair, really.
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His appetite had suddenly began to diminish, but fortunately, he finished his food, by this point. There wasn’t a conscious reason for it, but he felt like gripping onto Luke’s hand tighter, and so he did. Now, if there was a stand around that served decent tea, he could cleanse his palette…
“Why do you hold that belief?” A serious question, because Gaara saw nothing wrong with being versatile. If anything, Luke was much better prepared than him, and he didn’t need to specialize in a particular area. Gaara felt all the more determined to overcome his weaknesses; he didn’t want to become a burden to Luke, or anyone else he might be fighting alongside. “Is it your contention that you must master a form of combat in order to be proficient at fighting?”
He replied without hesitation, “Yes. We have already begun training together. It would be logical to continue.” Without his sand abilities, he would need to rely on Luke to point out which areas he lacked in, since he could no longer be self-aware to that extent. Even if Luke couldn’t use the exact same techniques as the previous world, he hadn’t completely forgotten his sword skills. He wasn’t helpless or useless, in this new job class.
Gaara waited until they had walked further along, and then slowly eased to a stop, once they were far enough away from the general crowd. He turned to Luke and lifted his free hand, gently running the back of his fingers down one lone cheek. “Don’t relinquish hope, Luke. You possess more strength and resilience than you seem to realize.”
Well, now their Heroes had run off and disappeared together! Or maybe the crowd had just swallowed them up, when her attention was turned away? She wasn’t watching them the entire time, because she had been finishing her delicious cotton candy. Letting out a soft squeak of surprise, the pink-furred Moogle flitted up into the air, dragging Ion along with her.
“Oh, no! Where did they go??” Their companions had flutes to summon them with, but the reverse wasn’t true! They couldn’t just magically pinpoint where their Heroes had gone. It wasn’t fair, really.