[ He sees the determination in her, in the set of her jaw, the look in her clear pale eyes. It's not an expression he ever hoped to see on her, not for this, but he understands, all the same. ]
Don't worry about that. I'll always find you, right?
[ And here, in this strange liminal space where he is and is not the Gustave who loved her, protected her, laughed with her, comforted her, some paths are easier to find than others. Hers will always be clearly lit for him.
Gently: ]
You have to wake up sometime. Don't waste your life in a dream.
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Date: 2025-05-12 02:39 am (UTC)Don't worry about that. I'll always find you, right?
[ And here, in this strange liminal space where he is and is not the Gustave who loved her, protected her, laughed with her, comforted her, some paths are easier to find than others. Hers will always be clearly lit for him.
Gently: ]
You have to wake up sometime. Don't waste your life in a dream.