"You're still on about that, huh?" It's fair to say he's a Scion at heart, truly. Irhya smiles, not quite laughing, but warmed a bit by the attempt. "I guess I can't say no to that. But among other things, I also don't like the idea of losing my memories of these things, either. As bizarre and frustrating as they are... they're mine. So, I won't leave. I can't leave."
After that, she spends a while in silence. In theory, she knows there is the ever-present option never to go back, even if push comes to shove. Her Eorzea will just remain in indefinite limbo, stuck right where she left it and forgotten by time in the process -- at least, according to all the hearsay. But it's a problem that will inevitably tear friends apart, given enough time. There are likely those who would still sacrifice the things they gained here in order to return, even if those they love have decided to remain...
Maybe she's just thinking too hard about it again. There are times where she wishes she could just lay her head on someone's shoulder and cry it all out, even if they didn't fully understand why. She remembers distancing herself from those people who didn't remember her the first few times, only to realize it was a mistake... or perhaps that it was just inevitable they would seek her out anyway, and try to treat her as if... as if...
It's really not fucking fair at all. It's all just been suddenly thrust upon them, and it isn't the Warriors who suffer for it, but their "friends" -- those who feel obligated to treat them the same, even though it's really not at all, or try to rebuild from the ground up, even though it's really only one person trying to match the other again.
Finally, Irhya shifts, scooting around behind him in order to press her cheek against his back. It seems unusually affectionate all of a sudden when her body language has been mostly closed this whole time, even though the fact he can't look at her in the process seems deliberate.
"Gods... I'm sorry. You shouldn't have to deal with even one stranger having all this unresolved baggage, let alone multiple. I never..." she sucks in a breath, "It never occurred to me it was possible for someone to love me so much as to feel their life was expendable over mine."
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After that, she spends a while in silence. In theory, she knows there is the ever-present option never to go back, even if push comes to shove. Her Eorzea will just remain in indefinite limbo, stuck right where she left it and forgotten by time in the process -- at least, according to all the hearsay. But it's a problem that will inevitably tear friends apart, given enough time. There are likely those who would still sacrifice the things they gained here in order to return, even if those they love have decided to remain...
Maybe she's just thinking too hard about it again. There are times where she wishes she could just lay her head on someone's shoulder and cry it all out, even if they didn't fully understand why. She remembers distancing herself from those people who didn't remember her the first few times, only to realize it was a mistake... or perhaps that it was just inevitable they would seek her out anyway, and try to treat her as if... as if...
It's really not fucking fair at all. It's all just been suddenly thrust upon them, and it isn't the Warriors who suffer for it, but their "friends" -- those who feel obligated to treat them the same, even though it's really not at all, or try to rebuild from the ground up, even though it's really only one person trying to match the other again.
Finally, Irhya shifts, scooting around behind him in order to press her cheek against his back. It seems unusually affectionate all of a sudden when her body language has been mostly closed this whole time, even though the fact he can't look at her in the process seems deliberate.
"Gods... I'm sorry. You shouldn't have to deal with even one stranger having all this unresolved baggage, let alone multiple. I never..." she sucks in a breath, "It never occurred to me it was possible for someone to love me so much as to feel their life was expendable over mine."