[ she doesn't know what she means by "alliance" or "imperial bases", but he doesn't ask because that part doesn't really matter. it's about the way she's processing it, choices she'd had to make, what comes after the loss. this is the exact part he struggles with, because the way he responds is in rage, it's in blood, in bruised knuckles and a shower of bullets. he only knows it in revenge, not in moving on. ]
No. [ his voice is quiet, barely even a whisper as he looks to her, taking in a shaky breath as he sees the dampness of her eyes. ] My family's been lost for years and I ... I still don't know what to do with myself. If I'm supposed to move on or β or keep doing something about it. I don't know what comes next.
[ he raises his hand slowly, carefully as runs his thumb soft beneath her eye, gently wiping the threat of tears that haven't quite fallen. ]
But it sounds like you're working at it. Trying to do right by him and that's β that's something, y'know. Ain't gonna erase it, but it's a start. A start to figuring out the rest of the life you got.
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No. [ his voice is quiet, barely even a whisper as he looks to her, taking in a shaky breath as he sees the dampness of her eyes. ] My family's been lost for years and I ... I still don't know what to do with myself. If I'm supposed to move on or β or keep doing something about it. I don't know what comes next.
[ he raises his hand slowly, carefully as runs his thumb soft beneath her eye, gently wiping the threat of tears that haven't quite fallen. ]
But it sounds like you're working at it. Trying to do right by him and that's β that's something, y'know. Ain't gonna erase it, but it's a start. A start to figuring out the rest of the life you got.