[ The reassurance is nearly as unfamiliar as the respect; back in his own world, Onni had been the only one to talk to him this way. Like he could become something, if he set his mind to it. But even he was often too caught up in his own issues and family drama to really be able to focus much on Reynir or give him that much guidance.
There is gratitude and embarrassment and happiness all mixed up in the smile that makes its way onto his face. Reynir gives a little nod, showing he understands. He doesn't really trust his voice yet, or know what he ought to say. But the words go deep, and he can tell he won't be forgetting them any time soon.
...when you are ready to decide what sort of person you wish to be... ...don't see beginning as a lack of merit... ...we must all begin to advance... ]
I guess we are.
[ Then, because it feels wrong not to say something to express how grateful he is for the kind words, Reynir blurts: ]
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There is gratitude and embarrassment and happiness all mixed up in the smile that makes its way onto his face. Reynir gives a little nod, showing he understands. He doesn't really trust his voice yet, or know what he ought to say. But the words go deep, and he can tell he won't be forgetting them any time soon.
...when you are ready to decide what sort of person you wish to be...
...don't see beginning as a lack of merit...
...we must all begin to advance... ]
I guess we are.
[ Then, because it feels wrong not to say something to express how grateful he is for the kind words, Reynir blurts: ]
Thank you. For - saying all that.