[He imagined she would not remember. And he would not dare remind her. She seemed the prideful sort who would prefer not to. He moved his hand slowly up and down the side of her arm.
If only to keep himself occupied, his thoughts towards the failings of that rescue mission deep in the corners of his mind he refused to tread. He felt like he needed a drink remembering it.]
I... you. Ah. [He didn't even know what he could say to her. Words never came easily to him. He was good for being a pillow. And being... no. He has to say something... anything at all.] I... I'm sorry... [For many things, but the fact that he had no clue what to say was a big one.]
[Rose feels just a little bit better after the physical contact. She feels really safe right now, and it’s a feeling she’s going to treasure, as inebriated as she may be.]
Why’re you apologizing? It’s not your fault, it’s the stupid Mothercrystal’s. She coulda chosen someone else, someone better. Anyone else woulda been better.
[She pauses. She’s really far gone.]
You’d be a lot better. You should be the Warrior of Light instead of me.
... Me? [As if the nonsense she spouted couldn't confuse him more, but him? As the Warrior of Light? There was no way, not someone like him. He was strong, that was true. In body and mind (as far as he thought), but not in spirit.
But he needn't forget how drunk she was. Of course she'd say something so off the bloody wall. He had a blessing from the Mothercrystal as well, this "Echo", but. He shook his head, not letting go of her. He wanted her to feel safe, or at least not feel the need to drink anymore. She'd had enough.]
... No. You are far stronger than I am. [Not physically, not by a longshot. But he's admired for a while her ability to proudly states that she hates her circumstances.]
[In vino Veritas. Had Takame asked her when she had her wits about her, she probably would’ve thought the same. She might not have said it, but she would have thought it.]
I’m not strong, though. I’m just a spoiled brat that got in way over her head.
[It’s true. It’s true even on the best of days.]
Mom used to say “don’t go to Eorzea, or you’ll get tempered by a primal!” I didn’t listen, and look where I am now. ‘m tired. I don’t wanna fight gods anymore. I don’t wanna fight the Empire.
... You are strong to me. [It fell out of his mouth, not knowing what else he could say. Even if she was just spoiled, he didn't know that. She was a bit on the brusque side. But he didn't mind.
But then, he didn't care about a lot. Her mother had good advice for her.]
... I know. You should not have to carry this burden alone. [His hold on her tightened, hoping to express that he'd help her with that alone.] You've time to rest now.
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If only to keep himself occupied, his thoughts towards the failings of that rescue mission deep in the corners of his mind he refused to tread. He felt like he needed a drink remembering it.]
I... you. Ah. [He didn't even know what he could say to her. Words never came easily to him. He was good for being a pillow. And being... no. He has to say something... anything at all.] I... I'm sorry... [For many things, but the fact that he had no clue what to say was a big one.]
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Why’re you apologizing? It’s not your fault, it’s the stupid Mothercrystal’s. She coulda chosen someone else, someone better. Anyone else woulda been better.
[She pauses. She’s really far gone.]
You’d be a lot better. You should be the Warrior of Light instead of me.
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But he needn't forget how drunk she was. Of course she'd say something so off the bloody wall. He had a blessing from the Mothercrystal as well, this "Echo", but. He shook his head, not letting go of her. He wanted her to feel safe, or at least not feel the need to drink anymore. She'd had enough.]
... No. You are far stronger than I am. [Not physically, not by a longshot. But he's admired for a while her ability to proudly states that she hates her circumstances.]
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I’m not strong, though. I’m just a spoiled brat that got in way over her head.
[It’s true. It’s true even on the best of days.]
Mom used to say “don’t go to Eorzea, or you’ll get tempered by a primal!” I didn’t listen, and look where I am now. ‘m tired. I don’t wanna fight gods anymore. I don’t wanna fight the Empire.
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But then, he didn't care about a lot. Her mother had good advice for her.]
... I know. You should not have to carry this burden alone. [His hold on her tightened, hoping to express that he'd help her with that alone.] You've time to rest now.