[ And Wakaba remains silent and still as he continues to speak, and even a bit after. He's never even heard of phones, can't even comprehend them, so... Not a where, but a when? How does that even work? For as confused and lost as she is, it must be infinitely worse for him. ]
...I think a discussion is order, but not here. [ That one light in the distance pacing the graveyard is still far off and all the better he stays that way. But where to go? It's not like she knows the area. Violet eyes rest on the graves one last time, idly shifting to the names she knows are dead.
She can mourn later. Maybe there's a tall tree nearby. ]
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[ And Wakaba remains silent and still as he continues to speak, and even a bit after. He's never even heard of phones, can't even comprehend them, so... Not a where, but a when? How does that even work? For as confused and lost as she is, it must be infinitely worse for him. ]
...I think a discussion is order, but not here. [ That one light in the distance pacing the graveyard is still far off and all the better he stays that way. But where to go? It's not like she knows the area. Violet eyes rest on the graves one last time, idly shifting to the names she knows are dead.
She can mourn later. Maybe there's a tall tree nearby. ]
Let's move. Tell me about Gondor on the way.