[ It's times like this that Dimitri does not feel especially pious. Was the Goddess watching? Listening? What sort of face would she make, seeing their struggle?
But he dips his head briefly as well, closing his eyes, hoping to find some closure in Flayn's soft words. ]
May she guide them all to peace.
[ It's the closest he'll admit to thinking the rest of them are dead as well, though there are no bodies yet to prove it. After a moment of quiet, he looks ahead again. ]
He is gone, but you're still here, Flayn. I will do all that I can to protect you.
[It brings her some measure of peace to imagine the Goddess shepherding their souls to their final rest - but even so, she knows it would have been better if they hadn't died at all.
An honorable death in battle is one thing, but this...?]
You are still here too, Dimitri. I will do what I can to protect you as well. But, please... [She looks up to meet his eyes.] Swear to me that we will survive this together. It does me no good to be protected at your expense.
[ His expression, so stubbornly harried and wrought, softens just slightly. He had a duty to survive this, and also to ensure that Flayn did too.
It is a difficult promise to make (and impossible one, perhaps), but after a beat, he dips his chin, acquiescing. ]
Very well. I promise I will not die for you, Flayn. And neither will you, for my sake. [ And there is something strangely invigorating about that, to make someone swear they wouldn't fall on a sword for him. He can only hope that Flayn's oaths are true. ] You have my word. Let us both survive this, together.
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But he dips his head briefly as well, closing his eyes, hoping to find some closure in Flayn's soft words. ]
May she guide them all to peace.
[ It's the closest he'll admit to thinking the rest of them are dead as well, though there are no bodies yet to prove it. After a moment of quiet, he looks ahead again. ]
He is gone, but you're still here, Flayn. I will do all that I can to protect you.
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An honorable death in battle is one thing, but this...?]
You are still here too, Dimitri. I will do what I can to protect you as well. But, please... [She looks up to meet his eyes.] Swear to me that we will survive this together. It does me no good to be protected at your expense.
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It is a difficult promise to make (and impossible one, perhaps), but after a beat, he dips his chin, acquiescing. ]
Very well. I promise I will not die for you, Flayn. And neither will you, for my sake. [ And there is something strangely invigorating about that, to make someone swear they wouldn't fall on a sword for him. He can only hope that Flayn's oaths are true. ] You have my word. Let us both survive this, together.
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[She will do her damndest to keep this promise. It's possible that it will be very, very difficult to do so, but so long as they both attempt it -
Well, she's stubborn, and she knows he is too. Perhaps they really will survive this through sheer stubbornness alone.]
We will return home, together.