[ His attention lifts to the telescope as it turns, its clinking gears sound like a countdown. He's already told her at length. The damage to their Star has been done, and it remains in its last, pitiful, writhing throes. He doesn't need to see it to now what's become of it. But even if he himself has no need to see his world, he knows how... trying it can be to witness any once-fertile, thriving land reduced to ruin. ] To witness ruin first-hand... it is a test of resilience.
[ She is already plagued by nightmares of it. Is this not significant enough that she still suffers from scars? Not unlike a war-worn, rattled soldier, unable to sleep for the demons that plague their mind. He knows far too many affected as such, his own descendants included, and he's only been able to watch as they deteriorated.
Somnus looks at Zelda. Measuring her expression, he reads that she is set on her choice. It hadn't been his intention to discourage her, but merely warn. And-- ]
Know that if you choose to endure it, [ His cloak rustles as he lifts a hand, which he briefly places upon her shoulder. The touch is cold, given his undying state, but solid. ] ...I am here.
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[ She is already plagued by nightmares of it. Is this not significant enough that she still suffers from scars? Not unlike a war-worn, rattled soldier, unable to sleep for the demons that plague their mind. He knows far too many affected as such, his own descendants included, and he's only been able to watch as they deteriorated.
Somnus looks at Zelda. Measuring her expression, he reads that she is set on her choice. It hadn't been his intention to discourage her, but merely warn. And-- ]
Know that if you choose to endure it, [ His cloak rustles as he lifts a hand, which he briefly places upon her shoulder. The touch is cold, given his undying state, but solid. ] ...I am here.
[ His hand withdraws. ]