[There's a bittersweet bent to his smile; Elde Menancia had been different, but far from perfect, and his past motivations still brought him no small amount of shame— they had been impossibly selfish, and he had allowed people to think otherwise.
He would like to believe himself a different Dohalim now, but things aren't quite so simple.
As she continues, he nods, his own gaze falling to his folded hands.]
Pelegion...
[It's been quite some time since Pelegion, for him. Then Kisara makes one more person he must keep secrets from.]
I see. I remember Pelegion well, though it's a bit— distant.
[A great deal has happened since then, and he still doesn't know what he should and shouldn't say.]
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[There's a bittersweet bent to his smile; Elde Menancia had been different, but far from perfect, and his past motivations still brought him no small amount of shame— they had been impossibly selfish, and he had allowed people to think otherwise.
He would like to believe himself a different Dohalim now, but things aren't quite so simple.
As she continues, he nods, his own gaze falling to his folded hands.]
Pelegion...
[It's been quite some time since Pelegion, for him. Then Kisara makes one more person he must keep secrets from.]
I see. I remember Pelegion well, though it's a bit— distant.
[A great deal has happened since then, and he still doesn't know what he should and shouldn't say.]