[ Had this been a year ago, it would be impossible to imagine himself settled, weary but content, on a balcony with another beside him, his arm around her. There are many uncertainties in this realm, even more within his own that forever weigh on his mind, but with but a few kind words, touch, and the gentle cadence of her voice, the burden of it all eases. For once in two thousand years, his mind is... quiet.
"It can mean a return to happiness."
He isn't quite there yet, but the journey has already started with her. Even if either of them were to vanish tomorrow, he is certain that what he has learned from her won't be forgotten, but cherished. A return to happiness-- it is a path he will walk, for if someone as good as her believes it is something they both may have, then who is he to deny it?
As always, she is inspiring, and this quiet hope she shares with him translates into a hope he harbors for himself, for her, for the both of them, and what they have. Warmth eases his expression, smoothing the steel of his voice. A ghost of a smile, fond and calm, pulls at the corner of his lips as he turns his head to admire her profile. ]
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"It can mean a return to happiness."
He isn't quite there yet, but the journey has already started with her. Even if either of them were to vanish tomorrow, he is certain that what he has learned from her won't be forgotten, but cherished. A return to happiness-- it is a path he will walk, for if someone as good as her believes it is something they both may have, then who is he to deny it?
As always, she is inspiring, and this quiet hope she shares with him translates into a hope he harbors for himself, for her, for the both of them, and what they have. Warmth eases his expression, smoothing the steel of his voice. A ghost of a smile, fond and calm, pulls at the corner of his lips as he turns his head to admire her profile. ]
I shall make it so.