( Basil stops at that, his expression softening, albeit still a little uncertain. He can't help but be touched by those words. They're awfully poetic, but there's truth to them. )
... I can't help but think that that's true for a lot of important memories.
( At least... even if the memories of his friends feel bittersweet now. The happy times they shared with one another... it feels like a vivid memory at this point, even if it feels like somethin that's far away as well. )
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... I can't help but think that that's true for a lot of important memories.
( At least... even if the memories of his friends feel bittersweet now. The happy times they shared with one another... it feels like a vivid memory at this point, even if it feels like somethin that's far away as well. )