... It almost hurt, how earnest Agrias' desire to be with her was. How much it harkened her to a more innocent time in both their lives. Days spent at the monastery, making flower crowns with Alma, watching Lavian and Alica train...
It was all so far away now, literally and figuratively. She could never go back. But in that moment, looking into Agrias' eyes, hearing her plead with her to allow her to continue to serve her... She wanted, desperately, enough to choke, for those days to return.
This world was no Heaven. But she knew that she couldn't return with Agrias, all the same. And that was what wounded her the most. It took every ounce of mental fortitude she possessed to fight back her tears.
"Of course... I would not see you turned away here. You are the bridge which connects me still to Ivalice..."
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It was all so far away now, literally and figuratively. She could never go back. But in that moment, looking into Agrias' eyes, hearing her plead with her to allow her to continue to serve her... She wanted, desperately, enough to choke, for those days to return.
This world was no Heaven. But she knew that she couldn't return with Agrias, all the same. And that was what wounded her the most. It took every ounce of mental fortitude she possessed to fight back her tears.
"Of course... I would not see you turned away here. You are the bridge which connects me still to Ivalice..."