[ His eyebrows lift. Then, he gives a dim smirk. ]
My list is similar to yours, I suppose... [ pressing a hand to the back of his neck ] You carry a lot of feelings similar to mine, and to what Goro's felt.
[ There's a soft frown. ]
When I think of you, I imagine a person attempting to walk through a dense storm. They're barely able to make out the figures in the distance, but they know that those are figures of people they care about.
So they keep going, even when they have to shield their eyes from the intense rain, and even when the wind continues to try forcing them backwards a bit. That person never gives up, even if it is more for those people waiting for them in the distance, than for their own sake...
[ He's giving a dim sort of smile - there's something sad to it, even as there's something softening in his voice. ]
And, sure... they might stumble backwards a little... but that's okay. Sometimes you can't help the force of the wind, or how blinding the rain is. Sometimes it's all we can do to stay upright. And sometimes it's all we can do to take a moment to wait it out a bit. It's not about the intensity of the storm, though, is it? It's about how strong we fight against it...
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Date: 2018-09-01 08:39 pm (UTC)My list is similar to yours, I suppose... [ pressing a hand to the back of his neck ] You carry a lot of feelings similar to mine, and to what Goro's felt.
[ There's a soft frown. ]
When I think of you, I imagine a person attempting to walk through a dense storm. They're barely able to make out the figures in the distance, but they know that those are figures of people they care about.
So they keep going, even when they have to shield their eyes from the intense rain, and even when the wind continues to try forcing them backwards a bit. That person never gives up, even if it is more for those people waiting for them in the distance, than for their own sake...
[ He's giving a dim sort of smile - there's something sad to it, even as there's something softening in his voice. ]
And, sure... they might stumble backwards a little... but that's okay. Sometimes you can't help the force of the wind, or how blinding the rain is. Sometimes it's all we can do to stay upright. And sometimes it's all we can do to take a moment to wait it out a bit. It's not about the intensity of the storm, though, is it? It's about how strong we fight against it...
[ He lowers his gaze. ]
I see you not stopping until you get there.