[A small, breathless "heh" escapes him, and he returns his gaze to nothing in particular -- the gardens, stretching out before him.]
Well... even if that's the case, thanks.
[The sense of loss is great, and Nyx's reassurances are small, yet still exponentially better than not having anything at all. At having no one here to worry for him.
There's a small amount of comfort to be taken in that.]
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Well... even if that's the case, thanks.
[The sense of loss is great, and Nyx's reassurances are small, yet still exponentially better than not having anything at all. At having no one here to worry for him.
There's a small amount of comfort to be taken in that.]
...For looking out. I'll try to return the favor.