I know you do. [ He remembers too, Navia realizes, which is— good is the wrong word, but at least she doesn't have to explain everything she now recalls. Her knowledge, though, is flawed, missing one key piece of information— the unspoken implication that he would have done it for her sake.
In its absence, she is left only with assumption, one borne of a recent knowledge: Neuvillette loves the people of Fontaine in his own way, has judged them absolved of their sin. Of course he wishes he could have saved more of them.
Navia's hand comes to rest on that placed on her arm, and she manages a small, weak smile in his direction; that part of her determined always to move forward is already working on it for her, already encouraging her to put on a brave face even when she feels as though she'd much rather fall apart. ]
I... Unless there is more that I don't remember, I do not think I ever thanked you properly for it.
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Date: 2023-12-30 10:20 am (UTC)In its absence, she is left only with assumption, one borne of a recent knowledge: Neuvillette loves the people of Fontaine in his own way, has judged them absolved of their sin. Of course he wishes he could have saved more of them.
Navia's hand comes to rest on that placed on her arm, and she manages a small, weak smile in his direction; that part of her determined always to move forward is already working on it for her, already encouraging her to put on a brave face even when she feels as though she'd much rather fall apart. ]
I... Unless there is more that I don't remember, I do not think I ever thanked you properly for it.