[Should he? Perhaps. Will he? It's hard to say. Duty has what kept him going over the past century. It is hard to deviate from that course, lest he find himself rudderless in the sea of his own haunted mind.
He says nothing to that comment, and instead listens to what Pavlova says of White Lily. He is not at all surprised to know that her path had become unclear. Perhaps the Silent Salt that arrived here would have had much to say about that. More still if it was the cookie he was before she stood against him.
Somehow, a faint smile ghosts across the stony pallor of his face.]
White Lily will forge her own path, and I will gladly follow her.
[It's a relatively neutral answer, as far as they go. After all, he had just promised to be her blade. If she chose to stay her hand, then that would also be a choice. He would carry it out, regardless of his own thoughts.
And those thoughts? They are incredibly complicated.]
In the end, what I want does not matter. Until I have made up for my failures, I do not deserve such things.
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He says nothing to that comment, and instead listens to what Pavlova says of White Lily. He is not at all surprised to know that her path had become unclear. Perhaps the Silent Salt that arrived here would have had much to say about that. More still if it was the cookie he was before she stood against him.
Somehow, a faint smile ghosts across the stony pallor of his face.]
White Lily will forge her own path, and I will gladly follow her.
[It's a relatively neutral answer, as far as they go. After all, he had just promised to be her blade. If she chose to stay her hand, then that would also be a choice. He would carry it out, regardless of his own thoughts.
And those thoughts? They are incredibly complicated.]
In the end, what I want does not matter. Until I have made up for my failures, I do not deserve such things.