[ he watches her, for a long time. considering. there are a few of them that are hundreds, thousands, or years old - and one does not make it to that age without having seen bloodshed, perhaps causing it.
thousands died before her. thousands after her. every single sparkler, devoted to a lost comrade in arms that she might not have ever met. a firework there and gone again across centuries. ]
I feel that you have seen enough of it, in your lifetime. That you have had enough of it to rust armor to the core. It would be good, to walk the path to judgement day without having to suffer it more.
But neither of us is naive enough to do more than hope for it without knowing better.
[It's almost funny to say her armor rusted to the core. Maybe that's the only part of her that really stayed pristine. She doesn't miss the armor here, but it's a familiar thing in this unfamiliar heaven.
Maybe her time should've been up centuries ago, just like all her squadmates. Maybe she should've died today. Maybe it's greedy to want more life.
But she's still here. Isn't that the part that really matters?]
I can hope. But what really happens isn't strictly in my hands anymore.
No, I think not. I think the moment we entered this Heaven, we were stripped of the chance to take the future into our hands so easily.
But we will find an answer.
[ steady as stone. steady as stone, until erosion weathers it into nothing but dust - because everything returns to it, someday, even when you make your last stand. ]
And whatever we can hold onto, in the meantime, we won't let go without a fight. [ saying that, he unfolds his arms from behind his back, extending a hand to her like he did at trial. ]
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[ he watches her, for a long time. considering. there are a few of them that are hundreds, thousands, or years old - and one does not make it to that age without having seen bloodshed, perhaps causing it.
thousands died before her. thousands after her. every single sparkler, devoted to a lost comrade in arms that she might not have ever met. a firework there and gone again across centuries. ]
I feel that you have seen enough of it, in your lifetime. That you have had enough of it to rust armor to the core. It would be good, to walk the path to judgement day without having to suffer it more.
But neither of us is naive enough to do more than hope for it without knowing better.
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Maybe her time should've been up centuries ago, just like all her squadmates. Maybe she should've died today. Maybe it's greedy to want more life.
But she's still here. Isn't that the part that really matters?]
I can hope. But what really happens isn't strictly in my hands anymore.
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But we will find an answer.
[ steady as stone. steady as stone, until erosion weathers it into nothing but dust - because everything returns to it, someday, even when you make your last stand. ]
And whatever we can hold onto, in the meantime, we won't let go without a fight. [ saying that, he unfolds his arms from behind his back, extending a hand to her like he did at trial. ]
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We will find our answers.
[ It takes a moment, but she will take Zhongli's hand in hers. ]
This can't be how "redemption" is meant to happen.