[She stops herself from adding onto that, but she says that with conviction. It's like a demand, an order she'd issue to attack, but there's determination in it.]
No matter what we face, no matter what comes next...I don't want you to die out there. I'm not going to ask you to stop protecting Zephia, or anything like that, but...I don't want you to be reckless in the coming battle. I want you to still be around when it's all over.
[The conviction stops there, and she hasn't stopped looking at him until now. She's not sure why those words feel like they've got her chest in a vicegrip, but she leans away from him and averts her gaze, suddenly just...very, very unsure.]
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[She stops herself from adding onto that, but she says that with conviction. It's like a demand, an order she'd issue to attack, but there's determination in it.]
No matter what we face, no matter what comes next...I don't want you to die out there. I'm not going to ask you to stop protecting Zephia, or anything like that, but...I don't want you to be reckless in the coming battle. I want you to still be around when it's all over.
[The conviction stops there, and she hasn't stopped looking at him until now. She's not sure why those words feel like they've got her chest in a vicegrip, but she leans away from him and averts her gaze, suddenly just...very, very unsure.]
...Can you promise that, Griss?