[ The glowing in his eyes, already unnaturally bright, seems to increase as he locks eyes with her. In his mind, he does not see her as herself, but rather a great threat and a danger to himself and his goals, but even so, everyone can be persuaded, can they not? At least, that is what his mind is telling him, even if the very thought of it makes Thordan rage and rant in the back of Aymeric's thoughts. ]
In the midst of war, warriors and soldiers are not the only ones who are needed. There is a need for healers, for menders as well. [ It is a strange contrast, because not long ago, Aymeric had railed against the idea of needing a healer, but it is not himself that he thinks about now, but his people. ]
If you were to see that the only way to bring about lasting peace is to ensure that every one of our enemies is swayed to our cause, then perhaps you could be of assistance. Those who will not be convinced must be dispatched for the safety of Ishgard. There will be casualties, and those requiring healing, as there always is in war, and that is where you would come in.
[ Strangely, the longer he speaks, the more his violent struggles lessen, as if he has hopes of winning her over to his way of thinking. But when she draws attention to his wounds and his inability to move, something snaps inside him once more. ]
Were you there when I was held inside the Vault? Did you witness what was done in order to extract information from me? [ He knows that she saw the aftermath, but nothing before that. ]
If I could find the strength to rally after such a trial, do you not believe that I am incapable of continuing to serve after this? [ If his hands were freed, he would make a sweeping gesture down his person, as if to say that what wounds he has sustained can be endured in order that he might be of use to Ishgard and her people. ]
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In the midst of war, warriors and soldiers are not the only ones who are needed. There is a need for healers, for menders as well. [ It is a strange contrast, because not long ago, Aymeric had railed against the idea of needing a healer, but it is not himself that he thinks about now, but his people. ]
If you were to see that the only way to bring about lasting peace is to ensure that every one of our enemies is swayed to our cause, then perhaps you could be of assistance. Those who will not be convinced must be dispatched for the safety of Ishgard. There will be casualties, and those requiring healing, as there always is in war, and that is where you would come in.
[ Strangely, the longer he speaks, the more his violent struggles lessen, as if he has hopes of winning her over to his way of thinking. But when she draws attention to his wounds and his inability to move, something snaps inside him once more. ]
Were you there when I was held inside the Vault? Did you witness what was done in order to extract information from me? [ He knows that she saw the aftermath, but nothing before that. ]
If I could find the strength to rally after such a trial, do you not believe that I am incapable of continuing to serve after this? [ If his hands were freed, he would make a sweeping gesture down his person, as if to say that what wounds he has sustained can be endured in order that he might be of use to Ishgard and her people. ]