[ Her expression crumples. Not surprising, considering what she's just been told. And he says it with such certainty, too, like even the possibility of a better ending is something he'd long since given up on.
No wonder he'd called her a miracle. ]
... Then please don't be afraid for him.
[ If the world she was brought into is truly something so precious then what can Clarita do but hold onto its happiness all the tighter? If there's a place out there where things went so terribly dark then she wants to make sure her tiny spot of light is even more radiant in comparison. ]
Whatever happened in the world you came from, I won't allow the same to happen in mine.
If our family is living happily in your Eos, then I already know that the same thing won't happen.
[Because if Ardyn was able to come to a stop long enough to have a child, then he can't have been constantly on the move, healing the Scourge. Hadn't he said once that he wouldn't do that to a child - wouldn't leave them an orphan in all but name, or force them to grow up never knowing a home?
Izunia can't be sure any longer. But that - that feels right. It feels right, like something Ardyn would have said before the Scourge claimed his mind.
(It's possible that by then it was already starting to claim his body.)]
So... thank you. Even if you aren't doing anything more than existing right now... Thank you, for what you represent.
[ She nods and manages, with a bit of effort, to give him a fierce, proud smile. It's sad to think of a world where the people she loves most are miserable. But maybe this is why she's here. Maybe, just maybe, she's been pulled into this world to give a sad, tired man a little spark of hope. ]
I suppose I should say you're welcome, then. But it feels a bit strange to be thanked for doing nothing but being here.
[ ... then she looks around, takes in the beach with a wrinkled nose. ]
[Hey you'll have to give him a minute before he can answer that question, because that smile causes him actual physical pain. He can absolutely believe she's Ardyn's daughter. She's so like her father, her cousin -
He runs his hands though his hair in a gesture that's more Ardyn's than his and sighs.]
This? It's another reality entirely - further removed from either of ours than they are from each other, I should think.
And we were brought here by... someone or other. Yes?
[ She's starting to catch on a little more now and it makes her furrow her brow in worry. Why bring just her and not everyone else, too?
Then again, if what Izunia says about his long and painful story is true (and she has no reason to believe it isn't) then maybe having him come face to face with Ardyn is not the best idea. ]
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No wonder he'd called her a miracle. ]
... Then please don't be afraid for him.
[ If the world she was brought into is truly something so precious then what can Clarita do but hold onto its happiness all the tighter? If there's a place out there where things went so terribly dark then she wants to make sure her tiny spot of light is even more radiant in comparison. ]
Whatever happened in the world you came from, I won't allow the same to happen in mine.
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[Because if Ardyn was able to come to a stop long enough to have a child, then he can't have been constantly on the move, healing the Scourge. Hadn't he said once that he wouldn't do that to a child - wouldn't leave them an orphan in all but name, or force them to grow up never knowing a home?
Izunia can't be sure any longer. But that - that feels right. It feels right, like something Ardyn would have said before the Scourge claimed his mind.
(It's possible that by then it was already starting to claim his body.)]
So... thank you. Even if you aren't doing anything more than existing right now... Thank you, for what you represent.
[Their happiness, radiant as the dawn.]
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I suppose I should say you're welcome, then. But it feels a bit strange to be thanked for doing nothing but being here.
[ ... then she looks around, takes in the beach with a wrinkled nose. ]
... where is 'here'?
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He runs his hands though his hair in a gesture that's more Ardyn's than his and sighs.]
This? It's another reality entirely - further removed from either of ours than they are from each other, I should think.
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[ She's starting to catch on a little more now and it makes her furrow her brow in worry. Why bring just her and not everyone else, too?
Then again, if what Izunia says about his long and painful story is true (and she has no reason to believe it isn't) then maybe having him come face to face with Ardyn is not the best idea. ]
There's a way to return home, isn't there?