[Even now, after everything that has happened, after all those lessons learned and promises made, he's still aware of the emptiness inside his chest at times. But it stings less now, especially now he has learned that nothing good has come from chasing after it.
Wanderer can see how the other is clutching at the spot where his heart should be.]
Save yourself the trouble. [He says the words in a harsh manner and finally he reaches out to make the other stop clutching his chest in such a way. The sight of it hurts and Wanderer is quite fed up with hurting all the time.] There are more important things.
[He wants to tell his other self that he should find a family. To find a place to belong. But the words don't really make it out of his mouth.]
What I like? [Good question, really.] Perhaps we find that out along the way. [Because the only true answer he can give the other is 'very bitter tea'.]
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Wanderer can see how the other is clutching at the spot where his heart should be.]
Save yourself the trouble. [He says the words in a harsh manner and finally he reaches out to make the other stop clutching his chest in such a way. The sight of it hurts and Wanderer is quite fed up with hurting all the time.] There are more important things.
[He wants to tell his other self that he should find a family. To find a place to belong. But the words don't really make it out of his mouth.]
What I like? [Good question, really.] Perhaps we find that out along the way. [Because the only true answer he can give the other is 'very bitter tea'.]