[ He falls silent for a moment just so that he can process all that she has told him as well as sort through his own churning thoughts. As always, Ishgard's welfare and the welfare of his people weighs on him, and he wonders if he is truly acting with their best interests in mind.
He would ask if his decisions are sound, and if he ought to be devoting more time to trying to smooth over the hurts and wounds caused by the revelation that the church and those in power had obscured the truth for so long. Perhaps his father was right, that it was better in the long run for the people to not know the harsh reality of it all. He still believes that honesty is always the right course of action, but perhaps his belief harmed the people rathre than helped them.
But none of these musings are of particular importance, or so he tells himself. ]
But we came through the war relatively whole, even if we still had, and continue to have, our share of upheaval. These ancient people were not so fortunate, if I am understanding you correctly. Their entire world was rocked, even destroyed, and so who am I to even compare our circumstances?
[ But he silences himself once again so as to let her continue speaking. He is interested in her recollections about the shade that was once a friend of hers and her sister's, and he finds himself feeling a twinge of annoyance with the one called Emet-Selch. Having never met the man, he knows he has no right to express such sentiments, but he can hardly hold them back either.
But Alkaid's tale is not finished, and so he simply continues listening until she comes to reveal that she met one particular shade who sounds very familiar indeed. His eyebrows lift, and a look of surprise crosses his face. ]
Am I correct in saying that you found...? [ His voice trails off uncharacteristically, but he finds himself wholly surprised by this revelation. Although he believed without hesitation that once, Alkaid and K'thisru were citizens of this Amaurot, and that they had known each other even in those ancient times, he had not expected her to say she actually encountered his past self there, even a shade of who he once was.
He is quick to smile warmly, both because of how her tail has puffed itself out and continues to sway and because of what she has just related to him. ] So, some things truly do not change, no matter how many years upon years have passed.
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He would ask if his decisions are sound, and if he ought to be devoting more time to trying to smooth over the hurts and wounds caused by the revelation that the church and those in power had obscured the truth for so long. Perhaps his father was right, that it was better in the long run for the people to not know the harsh reality of it all. He still believes that honesty is always the right course of action, but perhaps his belief harmed the people rathre than helped them.
But none of these musings are of particular importance, or so he tells himself. ]
But we came through the war relatively whole, even if we still had, and continue to have, our share of upheaval. These ancient people were not so fortunate, if I am understanding you correctly. Their entire world was rocked, even destroyed, and so who am I to even compare our circumstances?
[ But he silences himself once again so as to let her continue speaking. He is interested in her recollections about the shade that was once a friend of hers and her sister's, and he finds himself feeling a twinge of annoyance with the one called Emet-Selch. Having never met the man, he knows he has no right to express such sentiments, but he can hardly hold them back either.
But Alkaid's tale is not finished, and so he simply continues listening until she comes to reveal that she met one particular shade who sounds very familiar indeed. His eyebrows lift, and a look of surprise crosses his face. ]
Am I correct in saying that you found...? [ His voice trails off uncharacteristically, but he finds himself wholly surprised by this revelation. Although he believed without hesitation that once, Alkaid and K'thisru were citizens of this Amaurot, and that they had known each other even in those ancient times, he had not expected her to say she actually encountered his past self there, even a shade of who he once was.
He is quick to smile warmly, both because of how her tail has puffed itself out and continues to sway and because of what she has just related to him. ] So, some things truly do not change, no matter how many years upon years have passed.