[Ven blinks -- and then something seems to leave him as he realizes what she means, his shoulders dropping slightly.]
Oh...
[It does make a sad sort of sense. If you live a really long time, and your loved ones don't... He looks sidelong at Yuna, his expression sympathetic and sad. It's frightening to think that his next loss will hurt just as much as Eraqus' did, if not worse, but... even in the wake of that, he's not afraid to make new connections. Of course, he's not going to live forever, so he can't really compare the two of them.]
It's... hard for me to say. I want to say it's always worth it, because it's better than always being alone. But... [But he can't speak for her, and he doesn't want to try.
After a moment, he looks down at his hands again.]
You know... I'm actually older than you. [He gives a short, quiet exhale that might be a shadow of a grim laugh, the corner of his mouth quirking humorlessly.] I knew it was a long time, but I found out it's been almost thirteen years. I'm actually closer to twenty-eight.
[The expression fades back to something more solemn.]
My heart was separated from my body for all that time. I guess that's why I still look the same. I was... actually supposed to die -- but I did it to protect my friends. I knew they'd be sad, but... I knew they'd be okay, too. If that had happened, and they'd outlived me, I'd have wanted them to keep being happy, the way we used to be. It would've been tough for them, but not impossible. I know now -- because I've been there.
I guess... what I'm saying is -- it might take a long time to heal from something, but... even when a person's gone, they're still with you. You've got your memories with them, and that makes your heart strong. It's the only way your heart can get strong, I think. And that helps you heal. It helps you love again, even when you're still hurting.
[He gives her a sad smile.]
At least... that's what I think. And I think you've got a strong heart, too, even if you don't always feel like it.
Day One - evening campfire
Oh...
[It does make a sad sort of sense. If you live a really long time, and your loved ones don't... He looks sidelong at Yuna, his expression sympathetic and sad. It's frightening to think that his next loss will hurt just as much as Eraqus' did, if not worse, but... even in the wake of that, he's not afraid to make new connections. Of course, he's not going to live forever, so he can't really compare the two of them.]
It's... hard for me to say. I want to say it's always worth it, because it's better than always being alone. But... [But he can't speak for her, and he doesn't want to try.
After a moment, he looks down at his hands again.]
You know... I'm actually older than you. [He gives a short, quiet exhale that might be a shadow of a grim laugh, the corner of his mouth quirking humorlessly.] I knew it was a long time, but I found out it's been almost thirteen years. I'm actually closer to twenty-eight.
[The expression fades back to something more solemn.]
My heart was separated from my body for all that time. I guess that's why I still look the same. I was... actually supposed to die -- but I did it to protect my friends. I knew they'd be sad, but... I knew they'd be okay, too. If that had happened, and they'd outlived me, I'd have wanted them to keep being happy, the way we used to be. It would've been tough for them, but not impossible. I know now -- because I've been there.
I guess... what I'm saying is -- it might take a long time to heal from something, but... even when a person's gone, they're still with you. You've got your memories with them, and that makes your heart strong. It's the only way your heart can get strong, I think. And that helps you heal. It helps you love again, even when you're still hurting.
[He gives her a sad smile.]
At least... that's what I think. And I think you've got a strong heart, too, even if you don't always feel like it.