[ For just a moment, in spite of the protests coming from Thordan, who still disapproves of any interaction between his son and the Warrior of Light, Aymeric just stills and just rests there limply in the chains binding him to the wall. The fight seems to have gone out of him now, and it seems to take considerable effort for him to find the strength to answer her, and in the end, he has no words.
Even Thordan attempts to force Aymeric to be his mouthpiece seem to fail. For just a moment, Aymeric's eyes close yet again and after a moment or two, they open once more and when they do, the bright glow in them has faded back to their normal color.
His shoulders drop as the weakness he feels crashes back down on him, but he can finally see her as her: the woman he has fallen in love with. With no small amount of effort, he strains to raise his head so that he might look her in the eyes. ]
... Lantaa?
[ His voice is low, and even as he speaks her name, he feels himself having to fight to hold onto consciousness.
He is still unable to move his hands beyond the small amount of give the chains have, but the stinging in his wrists reminds him of the damage his desperate struggles have already done, even with her efforts to heal.
It is almost as though he knows this may be their last moment together with him still retaining his sense of self, and if it truly is, then he wants to at least say goodbye. ]
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Even Thordan attempts to force Aymeric to be his mouthpiece seem to fail. For just a moment, Aymeric's eyes close yet again and after a moment or two, they open once more and when they do, the bright glow in them has faded back to their normal color.
His shoulders drop as the weakness he feels crashes back down on him, but he can finally see her as her: the woman he has fallen in love with. With no small amount of effort, he strains to raise his head so that he might look her in the eyes. ]
... Lantaa?
[ His voice is low, and even as he speaks her name, he feels himself having to fight to hold onto consciousness.
He is still unable to move his hands beyond the small amount of give the chains have, but the stinging in his wrists reminds him of the damage his desperate struggles have already done, even with her efforts to heal.
It is almost as though he knows this may be their last moment together with him still retaining his sense of self, and if it truly is, then he wants to at least say goodbye. ]