[Know. He doesn't know. What is one supposed to do, faced with a cavernous hole in their minds? A space that only Annie and Annabeth could fill, and to think that it might ever be something that heals does nothing but a disservice to them. Outwardly, he shakes his head, doubt ringing throughout their link.
Noctis does his best to push it aside. Loss is a good friend of his, something that he's grown close to recently, whether he likes it or not. He thinks back to Insomnia, the sun forever obscured by darkness, and in that bleakness, he had still told the others to keep pressing forward. To walk tall.
Maybe this is the same? He wants to sound confident, but it wavers. The loss is still too raw.]
(There's nothing we can do. I just didn't know it would feel...)
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Date: 2017-07-05 04:52 pm (UTC)[Know. He doesn't know. What is one supposed to do, faced with a cavernous hole in their minds? A space that only Annie and Annabeth could fill, and to think that it might ever be something that heals does nothing but a disservice to them. Outwardly, he shakes his head, doubt ringing throughout their link.
Noctis does his best to push it aside. Loss is a good friend of his, something that he's grown close to recently, whether he likes it or not. He thinks back to Insomnia, the sun forever obscured by darkness, and in that bleakness, he had still told the others to keep pressing forward. To walk tall.
Maybe this is the same? He wants to sound confident, but it wavers. The loss is still too raw.]
(There's nothing we can do. I just didn't know it would feel...)
[This way.]
(Are you going to be okay?)