[Link is quiet for a moment, watching Sorey watching the darkness. Thinking over those words. He wonders if this is something they share -- a sense of duty. A need to make things right.
He couldn't dare to think that Sorey may be right, but...he does, at least, hope.]
An appropriate metaphor. [He pauses a moment, unsure of what to say. Unwilling, perhaps, to speak that wish into existence, to risk it, too, becoming little more than a dream. In the end, he settles on Sorey, instead, voicing quietly:] ... Thank you.
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He couldn't dare to think that Sorey may be right, but...he does, at least, hope.]
An appropriate metaphor. [He pauses a moment, unsure of what to say. Unwilling, perhaps, to speak that wish into existence, to risk it, too, becoming little more than a dream. In the end, he settles on Sorey, instead, voicing quietly:] ... Thank you.