[ It comes out on the breath of a laugh, his fingers squeezing hers, warm and familiar. ]
I'm more likely to forget myself than I am to forget you. It'll never happen.
[ Clinging to memory has its own dangers... could he become a shattered, fading remnant of himself, hardly able to even remember words, let alone names or faces, like those strange, ashen figures they found throughout the continent? Perhaps. He has no more answers here than she does.
But this is a promise he can make, and keep, and he nods to her. ]
I promise. And I'll wait for you. I'll be there with you wherever you go... just out of sight, maybe.
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[ It comes out on the breath of a laugh, his fingers squeezing hers, warm and familiar. ]
I'm more likely to forget myself than I am to forget you. It'll never happen.
[ Clinging to memory has its own dangers... could he become a shattered, fading remnant of himself, hardly able to even remember words, let alone names or faces, like those strange, ashen figures they found throughout the continent? Perhaps. He has no more answers here than she does.
But this is a promise he can make, and keep, and he nods to her. ]
I promise. And I'll wait for you. I'll be there with you wherever you go... just out of sight, maybe.