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[dissonates]

[If you should happen to pass by the north bridge closest to the plaza, you might notice a redhead sitting by the riverside, legs folded, with the Key of Lorelei propped up against his shoulder instead of his usual sword. He doesn't look particularly angry or angsty or brooding, just... lost in thought. He's had a lot to consider with Natalia's kidnapping and Luke's lost memories. Among other things.

At some point or other, though, he does make a comment for the journal:]

Is it ever... too late to regret something? Or to apologize?

How do you make up for something that can't be taken back...?

Comments

[dissonates]

So what, you don't apologize for anything? What kind of person does that make you?

[compos-mentis.livejournal.com]

Someone who doesn't do things that you're going to regret.

[/BULLSHIT, but still]

[dissonates]

That's an impossible expectation.

[compos-mentis.livejournal.com]

Of course it is; that's why you move forward from things without fail. In the end, the one who wins is the one who survived anyway.

[dissonates]

...You're the only one who thinks even remotely the way I do.

[compos-mentis.livejournal.com]

Should I chalk that one up as praise?

[dissonates]

I'm not so sure it's a good thing.

[compos-mentis.livejournal.com]

I am, because I'm certain that I'm right.

[dissonates]

That's your opinion.

[compos-mentis.livejournal.com]

Guess so.