[ He thinks of Ivalice, of Archades and the past two years, of Ashe. He wants peace too, fought for it even if that wasn't what he thought he was doing, but he's not sure he believes in it. Not over time. He had the privilege to escape -- more than once. He doesn't want to care about all those who could not, and yet he did. He does. How long until the next war? How long until his friends are fighting again? How many more will die? He wants Ashe's rule to be calm and strong, but he knows how Empires work. He knows how strong the Occuria and the war machines are. How greedy the hearts of men can be. He shouldn't care -- he's a pirate. He's free to do whatever he wants; serve only himself.
But he can't go back to the one place -- the one group of people -- he wants to protect. ]
Peace is beautiful dream. And safety for those we love.
[ For all his bravado, all his recklessness, wasn't that what it was always about? For Fran too -- they weren't safe at home; not truly. No one who is leaves. ]
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But he can't go back to the one place -- the one group of people -- he wants to protect. ]
Peace is beautiful dream. And safety for those we love.
[ For all his bravado, all his recklessness, wasn't that what it was always about? For Fran too -- they weren't safe at home; not truly. No one who is leaves. ]