He thinks of imparting some wisdom onto Estinien. It's the same that he attempted to give to Link. The three of them are elves; they are going to outlive a lot of the people around them. They may very well outlive Thorne itself if they are unable to be returned to their "stars."
Hundreds of years will pass, the three of them might still continue to live on this fucking piece of shit world, and watch as everything around them rots and the names of everything cease to matter.
And it will just be the three of them that know the "truth" of the world and their own existence in it.
But he looks Estinien over carefully, and decides it is something better to say when he sees the light and hope drain out of his cousin's eyes. That will be when he'll be able to hear Nero's words.
"Okie dokie. I'll be sure to bring you more bread tomorrow. Try not to be too upset ... but if you are, you can probably cry your tears into Himeka's chest, right?"
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He thinks of imparting some wisdom onto Estinien. It's the same that he attempted to give to Link. The three of them are elves; they are going to outlive a lot of the people around them. They may very well outlive Thorne itself if they are unable to be returned to their "stars."
Hundreds of years will pass, the three of them might still continue to live on this fucking piece of shit world, and watch as everything around them rots and the names of everything cease to matter.
And it will just be the three of them that know the "truth" of the world and their own existence in it.
But he looks Estinien over carefully, and decides it is something better to say when he sees the light and hope drain out of his cousin's eyes. That will be when he'll be able to hear Nero's words.
"Okie dokie. I'll be sure to bring you more bread tomorrow. Try not to be too upset ... but if you are, you can probably cry your tears into Himeka's chest, right?"