Maybe he doesn't need to do too much after all. He feels at once both relieved and sad. Relieved that he doesn't need to reassure her more, that she's finally letting out the sorrow that he can now remember seeing in her while he wasn't quite himself. Sad that this happened at all, that her heart was broken and it wasn't his fault, not really, but the guild buds in his chest anyway.
He holds onto her almost as tightly, one hand lifting to brush through her hair in soothing strokes. It's all right now. He's here. He can finally help her.
"I'm sorry," he whispers, even if it's not his fault, because he truly is.
Sorry that this happened at all, that she had to go through this. He thinks it might be better than being angry, when everyone still inhabiting this accursed colony has suffered. Whoever created the thing that stripped his memory is probably no longer here.
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Maybe he doesn't need to do too much after all. He feels at once both relieved and sad. Relieved that he doesn't need to reassure her more, that she's finally letting out the sorrow that he can now remember seeing in her while he wasn't quite himself. Sad that this happened at all, that her heart was broken and it wasn't his fault, not really, but the guild buds in his chest anyway.
He holds onto her almost as tightly, one hand lifting to brush through her hair in soothing strokes. It's all right now. He's here. He can finally help her.
"I'm sorry," he whispers, even if it's not his fault, because he truly is.
Sorry that this happened at all, that she had to go through this. He thinks it might be better than being angry, when everyone still inhabiting this accursed colony has suffered. Whoever created the thing that stripped his memory is probably no longer here.