[ Her own words repeated back to herself wouldn't have the same effect, and he starts calling her amazing all over again, he's already doing better than how she could have reassured herself. Those words alone with a kiss upon her forehead would have been enough, too, but no, he continues.
By the time he's done speaking, she's smiling at him, comforted, but also tearfully-- for two reasons. The first is that of course she's emotional, he knows this by now. The second is that this? This is how she knows that for all the memories have caused him pain and pushed some of his own away, he's still him. He's able to be kind when it counts most, when others need it most. ]
N-noct....
[ Architect, she wouldn't know what she would do, if those memories had left him so hollow that his compassion, that his goodness were crushed beneath the weight of the world. She's grateful for that, just as much as she's grateful for his words.
The world could have lost someone beautiful today, truly in heart and soul, and it would have been less beautiful itself because of it. ]
Thank you, Noct. [ She whispers, leaning into his touch, unable to help a small, breathless laugh. ] ...You know I'm supposed to be comforting you, don't you?
[ There's so much more she wants to say to him, to comfort him, to ask him, to go over with him. She doesn't know where to start, what she should leave for another day. But at least she can show how grateful she is to him. Pyra closes her eyes, moving to embrace him. ] I'm so thankful that you're here. I'm so thankful that you're alive.
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By the time he's done speaking, she's smiling at him, comforted, but also tearfully-- for two reasons. The first is that of course she's emotional, he knows this by now. The second is that this? This is how she knows that for all the memories have caused him pain and pushed some of his own away, he's still him. He's able to be kind when it counts most, when others need it most. ]
N-noct....
[ Architect, she wouldn't know what she would do, if those memories had left him so hollow that his compassion, that his goodness were crushed beneath the weight of the world. She's grateful for that, just as much as she's grateful for his words.
The world could have lost someone beautiful today, truly in heart and soul, and it would have been less beautiful itself because of it. ]
Thank you, Noct. [ She whispers, leaning into his touch, unable to help a small, breathless laugh. ] ...You know I'm supposed to be comforting you, don't you?
[ There's so much more she wants to say to him, to comfort him, to ask him, to go over with him. She doesn't know where to start, what she should leave for another day. But at least she can show how grateful she is to him. Pyra closes her eyes, moving to embrace him. ] I'm so thankful that you're here. I'm so thankful that you're alive.