[That... That makes her fall silent as she watches flashes of his tragedy replacing the blue eyes.
Oh... He is a Spirit after all, is what she thinks. A Heroic Spirit even.
... It occurs to her that a lot of heroes were tragic. Especially this hero-hating man. The more she watches his memories, the more her heart aches. It aches for him, for herself, for everyone she can't do a damn thing for, and it aches because of that weak arrogance.]
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Oh... He is a Spirit after all, is what she thinks. A Heroic Spirit even.
... It occurs to her that a lot of heroes were tragic. Especially this hero-hating man. The more she watches his memories, the more her heart aches. It aches for him, for herself, for everyone she can't do a damn thing for, and it aches because of that weak arrogance.]
... Archer?