[ He doesn't know what to say to the condolences about his father. Does he deserve them? More importantly, does he want them? If Fran were here, he'd have let her get him drunk and talked out his feelings. Would have thanked her in the morning and tried again sober. Would have done the work he knew he needed to do. But facing that alone...he felt like a 16-year-old again, fleeing a weight he knew he would never be able to stand under. ]
I told myself I helped her because I wanted the treasure of Raithwall, and then because I was guilty about my father, but honestly, I think I might have helped her because I believed it was the right thing to do, and that Dalmasca deserved a bright future.
Terrible pirate, I know.
[ He feels whatever moment of vulnerability they've had pass with his own closing off. It's both devastating and relieving; at least he has a face for this. ]
Besides, Ashe was stunningly radiant. What kind of leading man would I be if I left the dashing princess-warrior in her time of need?
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I told myself I helped her because I wanted the treasure of Raithwall, and then because I was guilty about my father, but honestly, I think I might have helped her because I believed it was the right thing to do, and that Dalmasca deserved a bright future.
Terrible pirate, I know.
[ He feels whatever moment of vulnerability they've had pass with his own closing off. It's both devastating and relieving; at least he has a face for this. ]
Besides, Ashe was stunningly radiant. What kind of leading man would I be if I left the dashing princess-warrior in her time of need?