[Oh. WELL. THIS ISN'T THE FRUSTRATION HE WAS EXPECTING BUT THIS IS ARGUABLY WORSE IN MANY WAYS!!!!!
Or rather, it's just... more of a sorrowful thing. To see someone pushed to the point where they'd take an arrow both out of the kindness of wanting to do something to save another life, but also out of sheer exhaustion from being trapped for so long, and seeing a future that consists of only gilded bars.
Taair is able to die seeing the beautiful river, but even as the emotions bleed out through the mirrors, Lucas' own exist alongside them. Tragic... Tragic, what a tragic thing. A tragic story, a tragic life. People do such horrendous things for greed and power and selfish want for more, and even though he sees it in his own home, it takes a vastly different form compared to places that know war.
Seeing his final interactions, seeing the way the woman - Samantha - attempts so desperately to save him... Knowing that he slipped away to Heaven, only for it to fall so shy of the ideal so many of them had hoped for...
All of it is just. Tragic.]
...Your final moments, at least, were ones that you chose for yourself.
[Soft, first. He'll hold a hand out after a moment; palm up and open, an invitation.]
I do wish that there had been another path for you. Will you return to change things?
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Or rather, it's just... more of a sorrowful thing. To see someone pushed to the point where they'd take an arrow both out of the kindness of wanting to do something to save another life, but also out of sheer exhaustion from being trapped for so long, and seeing a future that consists of only gilded bars.
Taair is able to die seeing the beautiful river, but even as the emotions bleed out through the mirrors, Lucas' own exist alongside them. Tragic... Tragic, what a tragic thing. A tragic story, a tragic life. People do such horrendous things for greed and power and selfish want for more, and even though he sees it in his own home, it takes a vastly different form compared to places that know war.
Seeing his final interactions, seeing the way the woman - Samantha - attempts so desperately to save him... Knowing that he slipped away to Heaven, only for it to fall so shy of the ideal so many of them had hoped for...
All of it is just. Tragic.]
...Your final moments, at least, were ones that you chose for yourself.
[Soft, first. He'll hold a hand out after a moment; palm up and open, an invitation.]
I do wish that there had been another path for you. Will you return to change things?