[ a hundred years is a long time to grieve. and given the nature of zora lifespans, diluc wagers there are hundreds more to go.
he's quiet as the memory fades, left with feelings of separation and loss. a fading warmth like faint wisps of smoke from a candle extinguished. (the legacy and pride of a people. the love of a sister.)
his hand clasps firmly around sidon's. ]
...I believe in you, too.
[ to protect his people in her stead. to give light to the world where she no longer can. if mipha is the moon, then sidon is as the sun, bright and unrelenting. ]
...I'm sorry, Sidon. You've lost something most precious as well.
[ it takes a moment to draw himself properly into the present again—this is a memory he's relived plenty of times, both here and before this, in his own private reminiscing, but it never goes down any smoother.
still. who hasn't lost someone important to them, here? it's unfortunate, how easily everyone can relate. he's pulled out of a daze by diluc's encouragement and firm grip, and smiles. ]
As you said for yourself—it was a long time ago.
[ a little tongue in cheek. ]
I'd been inconsolable at the time, frankly. [ he was a baby, it's fine to admit as much. ] But I've long since been able to talk about my sister with pride and happiness. So it's all right. I'm sorry you had to see the ugliness of my kingdom, if anything.
[ CHEEKY... but deserved. diluc smiles wryly, though he gives his hands a gentle squeeze. ]
No kingdom is perfect, Sidon. But it does not make your home unsightly.
...I'm glad you can think of her with fond remembrance.
[ he thinks the heartache won't ever fully fade, but with time it loses its bite. grief, great or small, can still serve as a bridge to their loved ones. ]
Though it wasn't on purpose, thank you for sharing her memory with me.
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he's quiet as the memory fades, left with feelings of separation and loss. a fading warmth like faint wisps of smoke from a candle extinguished. (the legacy and pride of a people. the love of a sister.)
his hand clasps firmly around sidon's. ]
...I believe in you, too.
[ to protect his people in her stead. to give light to the world where she no longer can. if mipha is the moon, then sidon is as the sun, bright and unrelenting. ]
...I'm sorry, Sidon. You've lost something most precious as well.
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still. who hasn't lost someone important to them, here? it's unfortunate, how easily everyone can relate. he's pulled out of a daze by diluc's encouragement and firm grip, and smiles. ]
As you said for yourself—it was a long time ago.
[ a little tongue in cheek. ]
I'd been inconsolable at the time, frankly. [ he was a baby, it's fine to admit as much. ] But I've long since been able to talk about my sister with pride and happiness. So it's all right. I'm sorry you had to see the ugliness of my kingdom, if anything.
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No kingdom is perfect, Sidon. But it does not make your home unsightly.
...I'm glad you can think of her with fond remembrance.
[ he thinks the heartache won't ever fully fade, but with time it loses its bite. grief, great or small, can still serve as a bridge to their loved ones. ]
Though it wasn't on purpose, thank you for sharing her memory with me.