[Be quiet and just watch me! El's voice harped on him when he attempted to apologize for stepping on her feet. He wasn't allowed even a moment of explanation as to why his dancing was so lacking.
She was always like that - and he always, always fell to her lead.
Nostalgia keeps him quiet now, even if this could be the last time such frayed memories will touch him.
In an instant, his mind warps her words. Revenge for Lonato, for the innocent people dragged into that conflict. But, no, that's wrong.
It's wrong.
Lonato was not innocent, and neither was Rhea. People died for a feud that did not involve them. And Edelgard had lit the flame of another, one that covered all of Fodlan and burnt Fhirdiad in its wake. She is not escaping a cycle, she is simply ensuring that the scar she carves into the continent is the deepest.
To cut out the venom running in its core.
Dimitri would happily die a beast in the mud for his revenge, but he does not intend to drag anyone to those depths with him.] I've heard your piece.
Now stop.
Don't try to tell me that this was all for the good of the people.
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She was always like that - and he always, always fell to her lead.
Nostalgia keeps him quiet now, even if this could be the last time such frayed memories will touch him.
In an instant, his mind warps her words. Revenge for Lonato, for the innocent people dragged into that conflict. But, no, that's wrong.
It's wrong.
Lonato was not innocent, and neither was Rhea. People died for a feud that did not involve them. And Edelgard had lit the flame of another, one that covered all of Fodlan and burnt Fhirdiad in its wake. She is not escaping a cycle, she is simply ensuring that the scar she carves into the continent is the deepest.
To cut out the venom running in its core.
Dimitri would happily die a beast in the mud for his revenge, but he does not intend to drag anyone to those depths with him.] I've heard your piece.
Now stop.
Don't try to tell me that this was all for the good of the people.
War never is.