[It's a murmur, an agreement, awestruck; and Kratos laughs again, even while he weeps, his face half pressed against Yuan's shoulder. He grips Yuan tighter, as if that will help relieve some of the wealth of emotion he's feeling, a wealth he isn't quite sure how to handle, after so long vying to keep it all at bay.]
It's over, and we lived to see it. Spirits.
[There's pain in there, somewhere; a deep wrench of a pain for what was lost, for what was necessary. It's overwhelmed by the release of everything Kratos had pretended he didn't have, couldn't do, wouldn't see.]
Can you feel that?
[Of course Yuan can feel that; a stream of new mana, flush with strength, united -- not withheld from half the world. Until now Kratos had forgotten how parched both worlds really were, in their never-ending cycle. It's almost enough to make him feel delirious.]
no subject
[It's a murmur, an agreement, awestruck; and Kratos laughs again, even while he weeps, his face half pressed against Yuan's shoulder. He grips Yuan tighter, as if that will help relieve some of the wealth of emotion he's feeling, a wealth he isn't quite sure how to handle, after so long vying to keep it all at bay.]
It's over, and we lived to see it. Spirits.
[There's pain in there, somewhere; a deep wrench of a pain for what was lost, for what was necessary. It's overwhelmed by the release of everything Kratos had pretended he didn't have, couldn't do, wouldn't see.]
Can you feel that?
[Of course Yuan can feel that; a stream of new mana, flush with strength, united -- not withheld from half the world. Until now Kratos had forgotten how parched both worlds really were, in their never-ending cycle. It's almost enough to make him feel delirious.]