[ Okay, that husband comment earns a downright snort from Shez, his brief cackling swiftly fading into the lowest of wheezes. Of all people who made this particular kind of joke around him, Yuri sure was at the top of the list...
Still, he can't say it's not effective in lifting his spirits back up-- and Yuri is right, this is more like Shez. Of course he's allowed the time to process complex feelings, to give serious thought to what his next steps may be, and he knows he's changing in subtle ways every day with every new experience, but the curve shouldn't be so steep as to raise concerns. Not so drastic that he fails to recognize himself. ]
I'm gonna keep fighting. For myself, and for every friend who may lose hope along the way.
[ In offering such a bluntly straightforward answer, he proves again to be himself, though his resolution still bears saying. It didn't feel as clear, back in the maze.
He takes a breath, his brows furrowed with the narrowing of his eyes. This next part is still the hardest to wrap his head around, but it makes sense in a roundabout way. ]
And in order to do that, I need to fight for more than just my friends, or even the world we want to save. I need to remember the one thing the Oracles will probably never want us to forget, to begin with. The one thing they make us fight over with every trial.
[ And that is, the Oracles, themselves. He figures Yuri realizes as much from his words so far. ]
When you think about it, mercenaries work for whoever offers the biggest buck. I'd say there's no higher pay than the fate of our whole world, huh?
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Still, he can't say it's not effective in lifting his spirits back up-- and Yuri is right, this is more like Shez. Of course he's allowed the time to process complex feelings, to give serious thought to what his next steps may be, and he knows he's changing in subtle ways every day with every new experience, but the curve shouldn't be so steep as to raise concerns. Not so drastic that he fails to recognize himself. ]
I'm gonna keep fighting. For myself, and for every friend who may lose hope along the way.
[ In offering such a bluntly straightforward answer, he proves again to be himself, though his resolution still bears saying. It didn't feel as clear, back in the maze.
He takes a breath, his brows furrowed with the narrowing of his eyes. This next part is still the hardest to wrap his head around, but it makes sense in a roundabout way. ]
And in order to do that, I need to fight for more than just my friends, or even the world we want to save. I need to remember the one thing the Oracles will probably never want us to forget, to begin with. The one thing they make us fight over with every trial.
[ And that is, the Oracles, themselves. He figures Yuri realizes as much from his words so far. ]
When you think about it, mercenaries work for whoever offers the biggest buck. I'd say there's no higher pay than the fate of our whole world, huh?