[There's a slight break in his composure at the mention of Ryne. His hand slips to his pocket. Pulls out the keychain. It's likely from one of the dead, he realizes, and nothing to do with her. But she is still all that comes to mind, when he holds it tight.]
So long as Etheirys survives, the First will follow.
Her happiness... so long as she can still pursue it. So long as all of you can. That is all the victory I long for.
And your own happiness is tied to hers, I know that well.
[ She smiles, eyes drifting to the keychain in his hand. While she can't see the way his fingers flex over it, she's certain of the movement nevertheless. ]
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So long as Etheirys survives, the First will follow.
Her happiness... so long as she can still pursue it. So long as all of you can. That is all the victory I long for.
[It is what is always had been.
Survive.]
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I'll have to come up with some adventerous sort of story to explain myself, won't I? She'd be fit to scold me for months if she ever saw me like this.
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[He gently brushes his thumb against Thancred's hand.]
...But I should be glad to bolster thy tale in whatsoever manner I may.
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Gods know I've become so used to you having to upend me with honesty with that poor girl...
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[ She smiles, eyes drifting to the keychain in his hand. While she can't see the way his fingers flex over it, she's certain of the movement nevertheless. ]
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...
It's her life to live now. But she will always deserve the world.
[Just like Minfilia did before her.]
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And you will certainly do all in your power to give it to her.