[ sylvain nods. his friends are the most important thing in the world to him. ]
...You're one of them, aren't you?
[ even if they can't quite recognize who she is right now. ]
...I think we can manage.
[ broken and battered, they manage to cobble themselves together. he holds diluc's hand gently, and leans his head carefully against estelle's, even though the slightest movement aches sharply.
he tries to think of everyone he's known, and loved, and lost. (home, and elsewhere.) he thinks of happiness, and he thinks of heartbreak—he tries to remember everything he knows of love.
and above all, he thinks of estelle and diluc, the ones with him now, whom he trusts will make it through this nightmare with him. ]
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...You're one of them, aren't you?
[ even if they can't quite recognize who she is right now. ]
...I think we can manage.
[ broken and battered, they manage to cobble themselves together. he holds diluc's hand gently, and leans his head carefully against estelle's, even though the slightest movement aches sharply.
he tries to think of everyone he's known, and loved, and lost. (home, and elsewhere.) he thinks of happiness, and he thinks of heartbreak—he tries to remember everything he knows of love.
and above all, he thinks of estelle and diluc, the ones with him now, whom he trusts will make it through this nightmare with him. ]