...well, I at least know where Vanille and Fang are. I can't say the same for my other friends. Whether they've been temporally displaced or just geographically, or if they're even still alive... I won't rest until I have answers to those questions.
Paradoxes. For whatever reason, over the years, it's been my belief that each of them had fallen victim to a displacement-type paradox. That's why I had devoted my life to researching them—I theorized that if I were to understand how to resolve paradoxes and return things to their natural order, then... that would mean my friends would come back, too.
Originally, it was to bring my mother back to life. When I had arrived at Wiwaldi, it had been less than a week since she'd died. Needless to say, I hadn't fully recovered. But once I came to terms with the reality of the situation... I used it to repair my relationship with my father, and make sure my mother's death didn't destroy him.
Of course, the paradoxes occurred afterward. Maybe if I had held onto my wish, I could have used it to resolve the paradoxes immediately, but... in the end, I don't regret my choice.
Believe it or not, with him, I was a stereotypical moody teenager. [ a small laugh. ] I resented him for never having time for my mother and me, even though now I know he was working so hard to provide for us—to make sure I would be able to have a bright future. I even went as far as to blame him for playing a part in her death... if he had been there with us, she would never have volunteered to fight...
[ ...and then he shakes his head and places his own hand over the one claude has on his shoulder, squeezing it. ]
Those are understandable feelings. Kids are usually brattiest with their parents... But no one could expect you to be calm in the face of losing your mother.
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[ . . . ]
Why do you ask?
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What did you use your wish for?
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Originally, it was to bring my mother back to life. When I had arrived at Wiwaldi, it had been less than a week since she'd died. Needless to say, I hadn't fully recovered. But once I came to terms with the reality of the situation... I used it to repair my relationship with my father, and make sure my mother's death didn't destroy him.
Of course, the paradoxes occurred afterward. Maybe if I had held onto my wish, I could have used it to resolve the paradoxes immediately, but... in the end, I don't regret my choice.
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[ gives him an empathetic pat to the shoulder! ]
I hope your relationship with your father did improve. I suppose there was no failing with the wish?
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Believe it or not, with him, I was a stereotypical moody teenager. [ a small laugh. ] I resented him for never having time for my mother and me, even though now I know he was working so hard to provide for us—to make sure I would be able to have a bright future. I even went as far as to blame him for playing a part in her death... if he had been there with us, she would never have volunteered to fight...
[ ...and then he shakes his head and places his own hand over the one claude has on his shoulder, squeezing it. ]
Thank you, Claude.
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[ He smiles, expression reserved. ]
You can talk about it anytime with me.
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That's the side I always see.
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[ shoves ]
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You wanted me to lighten up, didn't you?
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he said he wouldn't hit claude earlier, but he will gently shove. ]
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