I couldn't utter my love when it counted
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
The severity of Sohalia's tone is grounding for Koa; he clings to her authoritative conviction, trying to believe everything she says. The problem is he knows she's right: Noe is a person, she does deserve saving, and gods if he wouldn't give his own well-being to see hers restored.
But that doesn't change the responsibility he feels toward the world at large, or how it weighs upon his shoulders. Or the guilt he would feel, sacrificing the chance to cure a region for his sister's sake.
And then there is the other fear, the one he hasn't yet managed to admit even to himself. But as Sohalia brings up Stormbreak Koa finds himself unable to shake the thought. Dropping his gaze from the comforting silver, Koa stares down at their entwined hands. "But Stormbreak isn't ours," he whispers, the truth of the words tearing him apart. "It's theirs, and we still don't have a plan for how to take it back. And... and I can't help thinking that maybe it's safer, with her infected. At least the Void isn't a threat to her now, and she seems happy, and we don't know what they'd do to her if she was cured, and I just... I just don't know." Doesn't know anything: not what danger she might be in if he makes this decision for her; and not what the void might do to her, if left unchecked in her blood.
It's all too big of a decision, one he hadn't been prepared to make today.
But that doesn't change the responsibility he feels toward the world at large, or how it weighs upon his shoulders. Or the guilt he would feel, sacrificing the chance to cure a region for his sister's sake.
And then there is the other fear, the one he hasn't yet managed to admit even to himself. But as Sohalia brings up Stormbreak Koa finds himself unable to shake the thought. Dropping his gaze from the comforting silver, Koa stares down at their entwined hands. "But Stormbreak isn't ours," he whispers, the truth of the words tearing him apart. "It's theirs, and we still don't have a plan for how to take it back. And... and I can't help thinking that maybe it's safer, with her infected. At least the Void isn't a threat to her now, and she seems happy, and we don't know what they'd do to her if she was cured, and I just... I just don't know." Doesn't know anything: not what danger she might be in if he makes this decision for her; and not what the void might do to her, if left unchecked in her blood.
It's all too big of a decision, one he hadn't been prepared to make today.
Koa
And I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
totally sniped from odd ilu
