[Estinien nods to Hayame as she leads him out, seeing no reason to delay. His thoughts are growing increasingly clouded with worry, the longer he is awake. Anxiety about the future, about the present, and about distant places beyond his reach plagues him. It comes with a feeling of deep impotence, knowing that there is nothing he can do in the moment that wouldn't be tantamount to suicide.
It's only once they are out in the grass of the valley, the shrine looming behind them, that the entity's phantom whisper arrives in his thoughts. An apology.
He stops mid-step, his gut twisting. He casts an uneasy gaze back to the shrine, his fingers shaking at his sides, before being pressed firm into fists. Sorry, was it? After all it had done? After it had denied him his chance to be heard, when he had come to speak his heart to it?
Some part of him wants to go back, to try to take this opportunity to make it know just how sorry it should be. He doesn't, though. Not while knowing what Hayame had to do for him, and knowing what the consequences of entering its presence again could be. So, instead, he pulls himself together and carries on, rejoining Hayame's side.
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It's only once they are out in the grass of the valley, the shrine looming behind them, that the entity's phantom whisper arrives in his thoughts. An apology.
He stops mid-step, his gut twisting. He casts an uneasy gaze back to the shrine, his fingers shaking at his sides, before being pressed firm into fists. Sorry, was it? After all it had done? After it had denied him his chance to be heard, when he had come to speak his heart to it?
Some part of him wants to go back, to try to take this opportunity to make it know just how sorry it should be. He doesn't, though. Not while knowing what Hayame had to do for him, and knowing what the consequences of entering its presence again could be. So, instead, he pulls himself together and carries on, rejoining Hayame's side.
No. He will not be fooled by its promises again.]