[it takes a couple minutes for Lucina to collect herself. she knows she must look a pathetic sight amidst all this joy and relief, but one can't really control the pain of a fresh hole in the heart, can they?
Falchion... the last physical remnant of her family, her life before the Grimleal ruined everything. rarely was it ever out of her grasp, and now...]
...Forgive me.
[she doesn't even know who it is standing sentry! she peels one of her gauntlets off so she can at last wipe her face and eyes, blinking the last of her tears as she climbs up to her feet. expecting Archie or Darin, she pushes a smile on her face as she lifts her head--]
Oh...!
[and is mildly surprised to see neither. rather--]
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Falchion... the last physical remnant of her family, her life before the Grimleal ruined everything. rarely was it ever out of her grasp, and now...]
...Forgive me.
[she doesn't even know who it is standing sentry! she peels one of her gauntlets off so she can at last wipe her face and eyes, blinking the last of her tears as she climbs up to her feet. expecting Archie or Darin, she pushes a smile on her face as she lifts her head--]
Oh...!
[and is mildly surprised to see neither. rather--]
...From that wasteland...
[who was he, again? how long ago was that, now?]