He waved a hand, and frowned, raising a brow, "Really, I don't think taking that course is best, Serah." he sighed, and pinched his brow. The man still wore the necklace he'd given her, and had only taken it off while Ashelia hadn't worn the necklace of wedding rings meaningful to her and Rasler. "I might not wish what I did in the past, and indeed things have changed while you slept, but that hardly puts me out of reach as your friend." he reached in his pocket, and placed a key on the table, along with a gil pouch, and a folded slip of paper.
"The house and cash are yours, since you really don't have a place right now. Lightnin' will turn up soon, I'm letting her know you're here, especially.." he looked her over and shook his head softly, "Since you don't seem prepared to be on your own."
Snow could tell she was hurt, but he had been prepared to be a King, to take the hurt of a nation into himself, and remain strong for those who needed him to be. That didn't just melt away because of a pair of big googoo eyes. "Look, Serah.. I know you're hurt, and I'm sorry.. but the fact is, I'm not the same person I was back then." he never referred to his old life by any other means, "When I woke up on Bikanel Island, I didn't know anything. The Al Bhed took me in and.. tyssed, drec ec rynt.. Well, they re-raised me. So much has happened even since -then- that, well, I figured out who I was along the way, but.." how could he put it, so that she would know he really was changed?
"E's hu ranu. I'm no-one's hero, Serah." he could be hopeful, idealistic, even.. But when he'd gone to see the place he'd come from, supposedly even helped to save, he didn't see how he could ever call himself something like that.
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Channeling Philoctetes~!
Date: 2010-04-06 05:30 pm (UTC)"The house and cash are yours, since you really don't have a place right now. Lightnin' will turn up soon, I'm letting her know you're here, especially.." he looked her over and shook his head softly, "Since you don't seem prepared to be on your own."
Snow could tell she was hurt, but he had been prepared to be a King, to take the hurt of a nation into himself, and remain strong for those who needed him to be. That didn't just melt away because of a pair of big googoo eyes. "Look, Serah.. I know you're hurt, and I'm sorry.. but the fact is, I'm not the same person I was back then." he never referred to his old life by any other means, "When I woke up on Bikanel Island, I didn't know anything. The Al Bhed took me in and.. tyssed, drec ec rynt.. Well, they re-raised me. So much has happened even since -then- that, well, I figured out who I was along the way, but.." how could he put it, so that she would know he really was changed?
"E's hu ranu. I'm no-one's hero, Serah." he could be hopeful, idealistic, even.. But when he'd gone to see the place he'd come from, supposedly even helped to save, he didn't see how he could ever call himself something like that.