[he takes all of that in-- the love in her voice when she speaks of it, the way that he can picture a crowded, bustling city, loud and vibrant. full of, he can only assume, people like her; she seems as if that's a scene she would fit into perfectly.
it's a contrast to arpechele in more than one way.]
... I'm sorry that you're... stuck here, instead. This place is so different from it...
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it's a contrast to arpechele in more than one way.]
... I'm sorry that you're... stuck here, instead. This place is so different from it...
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I'm a little sorry too, but not much. I'm breathing and talking and making new memories. Even if this place is terrible, that's all I can ask for.
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[he lapses into silence again there, reaching up to absently run a hand through his hair after she's smoothed it.]
Are they... important to you?
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[she says, tilting her head back.]
It's gonna be the only thing that matters in the end, right? What other people remember of you.
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[the only thing that matters, huh.
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Wh-what if they-- remember wrong?
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[but.]
I guess you'd just have to put yourself out there and hope the right people said the right things.
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... I know myself real well, is all. You've got to know who you are.
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[
i have news and it's that saying that makes him look like he might cry again]
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You'll figure it out. I can help, if you want. [she doesn't know how, but she'll try!]
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ngl this is so that we can move to the monday thread because this Will come right back up.]