[Oh, gods. It's not a memory she wants to share with anyone, because the pain of it's still so fresh. When it fades, she takes a breath, deep and shuddering, trying to find her balance again.
It's okay now.
But how does she explain all of this to Susato...? She lifts her head to look at her, a small, tired smile on her lips.]
You needn't be. I'm pleased to say they returned from our excursion, though I don't fully understand how.
[Though her words are normal, her tone is less airy than it normally is, less full of the confidence she takes such pains to exude. Certainly, the Warrior of Light is alive, but it doesn't change the fact that she'd come so close to losing them. Were they saved by a miracle? Perhaps.]
I'm sorry for Taf. That must have been quite the memory to receive out of the blue.
No, I understand. I'm glad that it turned out better than you expected, but it still must have been terrible. To think to lose a dear friend that way. . . to be able to do nothing save for honouring their wishes. . .
[She closes a fist, thinking of it. As she does, a memory of her own plays as well.]
[She starts to respond, but before anything can come out she's being engulfed in another memory, this one Susato's. She feels her grief, the sorrow and anger... and then the way that changes, how the appearance of two men give her what seems like hope and promise once more. Hers is a sad memory, but she's glad that at the end of it, Susato was given a new beginning--
And then comes the part about "throw me to the ground."
Perhaps it's a difference of worlds--of the phrasings they all use to describe things--but when the vision clears, Alisaie finds herself trying to hold back a smile. For Susato, so proper and poised, to say something such... it's funny. She won't laugh, because the rest of that memory meant so much, but those moments were light.]
I see. You've been in a similar situation, haven't you?
I only wish yours might have ended the same way as my own.
[She sees that smile and will smile a little in return, recognizing the things Alisaie would have seen in that memory. Tragedy, but also hope, and a new and wonderful friendship. And a demand that Naruhodo throw her to the ground five times.]
. . . Yes. Losing Kazuma-sama was very difficult. He was like a brother to me. But. . . I also wouldn't give up the journey we went on to honour his legacy for anything.
I understand. My brother and I left home to travel to a land called Eorzea a few years ago. There have been a great many struggles since we left home-- [Susato definitely just saw one of those for herself...] --but I do not regret our choice. I would like to think we honored our grandsire's legacy in the same manner.
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It's okay now.
But how does she explain all of this to Susato...? She lifts her head to look at her, a small, tired smile on her lips.]
You needn't be. I'm pleased to say they returned from our excursion, though I don't fully understand how.
[Though her words are normal, her tone is less airy than it normally is, less full of the confidence she takes such pains to exude. Certainly, the Warrior of Light is alive, but it doesn't change the fact that she'd come so close to losing them. Were they saved by a miracle? Perhaps.]
I'm sorry for Taf. That must have been quite the memory to receive out of the blue.
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[She closes a fist, thinking of it. As she does, a memory of her own plays as well.]
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And then comes the part about "throw me to the ground."
Perhaps it's a difference of worlds--of the phrasings they all use to describe things--but when the vision clears, Alisaie finds herself trying to hold back a smile. For Susato, so proper and poised, to say something such... it's funny. She won't laugh, because the rest of that memory meant so much, but those moments were light.]
I see. You've been in a similar situation, haven't you?
I only wish yours might have ended the same way as my own.
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. . . Yes. Losing Kazuma-sama was very difficult. He was like a brother to me. But. . . I also wouldn't give up the journey we went on to honour his legacy for anything.
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I understand. My brother and I left home to travel to a land called Eorzea a few years ago. There have been a great many struggles since we left home-- [Susato definitely just saw one of those for herself...] --but I do not regret our choice. I would like to think we honored our grandsire's legacy in the same manner.
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That's right. It had always been his dream to travel there. So Naruhodo-san and I wanted to honour him by going there ourselves.