[Eustace is also a little surprised by the sudden appearance of the lights, but he doesn't know if it's a natural phenomenon or...something else.
So he looks at her, lost in thought for a moment before he steps closer to be more beside her.]
...Does it matter?
[Does it matter if it's from the world itself or born from their feelings?]
It's still beautiful... So we might as well enjoy it while it's there.
[His words carry a strange weight, as if it could hold so many different meanings. He's not intending them to, but... Perhaps it's subconsciously formed from how he truly feels right now. What they think, what they feel, what they want—they're troubling questions, things they can't really deal with right now.
But maybe they don't have to. Maybe, at least for right now, in this moment, they can just enjoy what's right in front of them. Because when the sun rises and a new day passes... It will fade into something that can only be kept in their memories.]
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So he looks at her, lost in thought for a moment before he steps closer to be more beside her.]
...Does it matter?
[Does it matter if it's from the world itself or born from their feelings?]
It's still beautiful... So we might as well enjoy it while it's there.
[His words carry a strange weight, as if it could hold so many different meanings. He's not intending them to, but... Perhaps it's subconsciously formed from how he truly feels right now. What they think, what they feel, what they want—they're troubling questions, things they can't really deal with right now.
But maybe they don't have to. Maybe, at least for right now, in this moment, they can just enjoy what's right in front of them. Because when the sun rises and a new day passes... It will fade into something that can only be kept in their memories.]