[ Who would be fine with having their home taken or destroyed? Very few, she imagines, and although Lup isn’t in tears like Pyra is, she catches that softness in her eyes. There is something there, making her wonder further: perhaps instead of some overwhelming sorrow, Lup is... empowered by it? Encouraged by it? She smiles, she seems determined, and...
It must the mark of wisdom to endure and remain so resilient like that, she thinks, or perhaps she’s already done her fair share of mourning the past and has moved on. Whatever it is, Lup is not defeated by it, crushed by despair, and that is the most important part.
Pyra knows she can become emotional, even for people she doesn’t know at all. The love she has for others is too great. Yet she feels a bit silly right now and entirely ungraceful compared to Lup. This is a good time to remind herself that maybe she’s being the unreasonable one. Pyra manages a smile, comforted by Lup’s steadfastness. ]
Ah... I’m sorry, I’m sorry. [ For crying and getting emotional, making things awkward, she knows she shouldn’t feel! She shakes her head again, wiping away a wayward tear. Pyra appears to be recovering quickly; no blubbering waterworks here! ] No one is asking you to be strong, are they? But it’s... as if you’re doing this yourself, it’s all coming from here. [ Here, she says, and she taps her own chest as if to symbolize the heart within. ]
You’re so.... brave....
[ Brave as one of those seven that fly towards the light to beat the Hunger, she thinks. Her smile softens; maybe Lup had derived inspiration from their tale. ] Just like those birds.
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It must the mark of wisdom to endure and remain so resilient like that, she thinks, or perhaps she’s already done her fair share of mourning the past and has moved on. Whatever it is, Lup is not defeated by it, crushed by despair, and that is the most important part.
Pyra knows she can become emotional, even for people she doesn’t know at all. The love she has for others is too great. Yet she feels a bit silly right now and entirely ungraceful compared to Lup. This is a good time to remind herself that maybe she’s being the unreasonable one. Pyra manages a smile, comforted by Lup’s steadfastness. ]
Ah... I’m sorry, I’m sorry. [ For crying and getting emotional, making things awkward, she knows she shouldn’t feel! She shakes her head again, wiping away a wayward tear. Pyra appears to be recovering quickly; no blubbering waterworks here! ] No one is asking you to be strong, are they? But it’s... as if you’re doing this yourself, it’s all coming from here. [ Here, she says, and she taps her own chest as if to symbolize the heart within. ]
You’re so.... brave....
[ Brave as one of those seven that fly towards the light to beat the Hunger, she thinks. Her smile softens; maybe Lup had derived inspiration from their tale. ] Just like those birds.