[His brows furrow as he frowns, considering those words for a long moment. No… that's not right either.]
I don't… I haven't given up or anything. It's just that things are too different now- there's no going back anymore. When I said pointless I meant that the Wall's already fallen.
[His gaze drops to the table, to their joined hands. He's trying to regain his composure, to hold on to that calm. This is just history now, the reality of his present. It's not an open wound laid bare and bleeding, here in this public place where anyone can see.
He tries, but he can't quite remove himself from it; there's steel and ice underlying his tone, more than grief or surrender. He's angry. It's restrained, but he's furious.]
Niflheim took Lucis, they invaded home and stole the Crystal. The Wall's gone, it shattered when Dad died. I don't have anything to give them- but... I'm gonna take back what's ours.
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I don't… I haven't given up or anything. It's just that things are too different now- there's no going back anymore. When I said pointless I meant that the Wall's already fallen.
[His gaze drops to the table, to their joined hands. He's trying to regain his composure, to hold on to that calm. This is just history now, the reality of his present. It's not an open wound laid bare and bleeding, here in this public place where anyone can see.
He tries, but he can't quite remove himself from it; there's steel and ice underlying his tone, more than grief or surrender. He's angry. It's restrained, but he's furious.]
Niflheim took Lucis, they invaded home and stole the Crystal. The Wall's gone, it shattered when Dad died. I don't have anything to give them- but... I'm gonna take back what's ours.