[For a moment, he feels helpless in Byleth's arms, because he doesn't know what to do. It isn't like his friends treat him as dispensable, but the situation rarely allowed even a moment to grieve or to process. There are things that haunt him, and without Feo Uhl's blessing the nightmares have certainly sunk in again.
But there is so much to grieve. The lives he could not save. The torment not just he has experiences. The lack of justice, the cruelty of it all. How many people who decided to find their death at the end of his sword? There is ever a brighter tomorrow to strive for, and he does not despair, but it doesn't mean there isn't still turmoil.
Do not forget the mournful boy, for he is you too, he can hear Fray say. Grieve as you must, for you have much of it with how fierce you love. But do not forget yourself. Listen to our voice, listen to our heartbeat -- I forgive you, I forgive you, I forgive you.
So for once, the Warrior of Light -- Obsidian -- allows himself to just be a man. To suddenly cling onto his friend and weep quietly against his shoulder, to at last release so much broiling inside of him.]
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[For a moment, he feels helpless in Byleth's arms, because he doesn't know what to do. It isn't like his friends treat him as dispensable, but the situation rarely allowed even a moment to grieve or to process. There are things that haunt him, and without Feo Uhl's blessing the nightmares have certainly sunk in again.
But there is so much to grieve. The lives he could not save. The torment not just he has experiences. The lack of justice, the cruelty of it all. How many people who decided to find their death at the end of his sword? There is ever a brighter tomorrow to strive for, and he does not despair, but it doesn't mean there isn't still turmoil.
Do not forget the mournful boy, for he is you too, he can hear Fray say. Grieve as you must, for you have much of it with how fierce you love. But do not forget yourself. Listen to our voice, listen to our heartbeat -- I forgive you, I forgive you, I forgive you.
So for once, the Warrior of Light -- Obsidian -- allows himself to just be a man. To suddenly cling onto his friend and weep quietly against his shoulder, to at last release so much broiling inside of him.]