A captive audience to her crisis is not what she intended, but here they are. A part of her thought about sharing these experiences with Y'shtola or Urianger as they seemed the most likely to have an inkling to the truth of the matter, but telling them would also mean letting it out to all of the Scions, and she isn't ready for that yet. Not with the implications therein.
Himeka nods quickly.
"Yes, he was a Midlander with brown hair and a scruffy chin. A little short." It does settle, then, that it probably seems a little weird she would say that at all, so she finally blesses Estinien with something of an explanation. "On the First--I met my counterpart there. His name was Ardbert...and he was a Warrior of Light before the Flood came."
That, she knows, Estinien has been debriefed on in greater detail than she will be able to weave adequate words for.
"It's strange, isn't it? To think that on the other shards that are left, there is another piece of you still out there. Living their own lives...completely unaware."
She is a little distant for a moment, eyes unfocused. It is as much as they had been to the other worlds if not for a year ago and some ingenuity and determination of old friends. The timeline has been corrected, of course, but their sacrifices are still ones they cannot forget.
"And yet," she says as she finally comes back, refocusing her gaze on Estinien. "Though he's part of me now, I don't look like I've changed, have it? But...what if...what if all parts of us were brought back together? Then what would we become? Would we become our 'true' selves? Who we were before?"
Himeka shakes her head, looking down once again. "You know I'm no scholar nor one for these sorts of existential quandaries, yet I've been plagued by them ever since we left the First...and I'm just a dope who is hardly equipped to tackle them."
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Himeka nods quickly.
"Yes, he was a Midlander with brown hair and a scruffy chin. A little short." It does settle, then, that it probably seems a little weird she would say that at all, so she finally blesses Estinien with something of an explanation. "On the First--I met my counterpart there. His name was Ardbert...and he was a Warrior of Light before the Flood came."
That, she knows, Estinien has been debriefed on in greater detail than she will be able to weave adequate words for.
"It's strange, isn't it? To think that on the other shards that are left, there is another piece of you still out there. Living their own lives...completely unaware."
She is a little distant for a moment, eyes unfocused. It is as much as they had been to the other worlds if not for a year ago and some ingenuity and determination of old friends. The timeline has been corrected, of course, but their sacrifices are still ones they cannot forget.
"And yet," she says as she finally comes back, refocusing her gaze on Estinien. "Though he's part of me now, I don't look like I've changed, have it? But...what if...what if all parts of us were brought back together? Then what would we become? Would we become our 'true' selves? Who we were before?"
Himeka shakes her head, looking down once again. "You know I'm no scholar nor one for these sorts of existential quandaries, yet I've been plagued by them ever since we left the First...and I'm just a dope who is hardly equipped to tackle them."