[ Claude opens his mouth to say - something, then shuts it immediately after when he realizes he doesn't know what it'll be. Then he follows that up with a frown down at his drink as he lets go of the bottle to let Sylvain put it back or do whatever else, but his glass doesn't offer him any answers. ]
No, I didn't ask her. But I've thought about it enough to know there's no way they marched to Derdriu without a few deaths along the way.
[ 'A few' is likely an incredible understatement given what he knows about the Empire's commitment to their plans. Some of that reasoning only became clear after making it to Enbarr but even then, there's much he thinks he'll never learn. It's not like any of that will offer Sylvain any peace, so he makes the choice to (yet again) keep it to himself.
Instead he drags a hand down his own face. He has no answers for the rest of that. Not for what they're missing, what they've left behind, what they might find when they get back - or whether they ever will. ]
If I thought it'd help, I'd say I hope you miss it but I don't know if that'd be better or just make it all worse for lots of reasons. I haven't heard of anyone who's left here and came back from anyone I've talked to, so maybe we don't want to know what happens.
I have had the same thought about Teach somehow being the key to everything. I can't think of anything else that would make sense... not that... well, that makes no sense no matter how I put it. [ A weak substitute for a laugh get huffed here as he lifts his glass to take a drink like it'll focus his thoughts. ] But he has to be, somehow, if not the actual Goddess as ridiculous as that sounds. None of that explains how any of us are here.
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No, I didn't ask her. But I've thought about it enough to know there's no way they marched to Derdriu without a few deaths along the way.
[ 'A few' is likely an incredible understatement given what he knows about the Empire's commitment to their plans. Some of that reasoning only became clear after making it to Enbarr but even then, there's much he thinks he'll never learn. It's not like any of that will offer Sylvain any peace, so he makes the choice to (yet again) keep it to himself.
Instead he drags a hand down his own face. He has no answers for the rest of that. Not for what they're missing, what they've left behind, what they might find when they get back - or whether they ever will. ]
If I thought it'd help, I'd say I hope you miss it but I don't know if that'd be better or just make it all worse for lots of reasons. I haven't heard of anyone who's left here and came back from anyone I've talked to, so maybe we don't want to know what happens.
I have had the same thought about Teach somehow being the key to everything. I can't think of anything else that would make sense... not that... well, that makes no sense no matter how I put it. [ A weak substitute for a laugh get huffed here as he lifts his glass to take a drink like it'll focus his thoughts. ] But he has to be, somehow, if not the actual Goddess as ridiculous as that sounds. None of that explains how any of us are here.