He had been so caught up in frustrations that he had forgotten this detail. How much longer did they have, he wondered? Could they stall it?
He heaved a sigh. The story John told was roughly the same as what Duty had said. Softer, not as abrupt, and not with the tones of reproach and objection.
Waver was aware that he was an outsider; Anna had never treated him as such, and talked to him as if he knew exactly what she referring to.
"Honestly? I don't think she can even imagine a world where anyone can help her." He said, shoulders visibly slumping. He had planned to have his emotional guards in place and approach John as Lord El Melloi II.
Instead, there only sat Waver Velvet. Or... Perhaps Mackenzie.
"But this is a world where time doesn't work the same way," he added, musing now. "It can flow as free as the tides, and pluck any version of us from any time out of the sea."
It was a sea that bore the wishes of generations and only promised the unknown. Like Okeanos, the sea that would forever be his rival for his King's attention.
"There's evidently another world where I'm reunited with the first man I loved," he said quietly. "That's not a world I know beyond these shores. I don't doubt that there's a world where we can free Anna Amarande from the burdens of Apollonia."
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He had been so caught up in frustrations that he had forgotten this detail. How much longer did they have, he wondered? Could they stall it?
He heaved a sigh. The story John told was roughly the same as what Duty had said. Softer, not as abrupt, and not with the tones of reproach and objection.
Waver was aware that he was an outsider; Anna had never treated him as such, and talked to him as if he knew exactly what she referring to.
"Honestly? I don't think she can even imagine a world where anyone can help her." He said, shoulders visibly slumping. He had planned to have his emotional guards in place and approach John as Lord El Melloi II.
Instead, there only sat Waver Velvet. Or... Perhaps Mackenzie.
"But this is a world where time doesn't work the same way," he added, musing now. "It can flow as free as the tides, and pluck any version of us from any time out of the sea."
It was a sea that bore the wishes of generations and only promised the unknown. Like Okeanos, the sea that would forever be his rival for his King's attention.
"There's evidently another world where I'm reunited with the first man I loved," he said quietly. "That's not a world I know beyond these shores. I don't doubt that there's a world where we can free Anna Amarande from the burdens of Apollonia."