[ Though she has forgotten him, she still recalls his parting words to her. He doesn't know what to make of it.

The fact that she smiles at the memory, even trapped in a strange world with an enemy of war, has him at an even greater loss. ]

To cut your own path, eh? I don't doubt his sentiment was genuine, but perhaps your friend took creative liberties with his interpretation.

[ Or: he didn't know this much at the time, and so he had earnestly hoped she would find the agency to take control of her own future, but-- ]

In Faerghus, to be a tool of destiny means a blade will either bind people together in fate... or cut them off from each other entirely.

[ Lately, he's been feeling like it's more the latter than the former. ]