[Yuan had only meant to clasp his wrist, give him some evident gesture of reassurance. He wasn't expecting the embrace.]
[All the same, he doesn't fight it, instead brings his free hand up to reaffirm the embrace, pulling Kratos just that little bit closer to him. The weight on his shoulder speaks of trust and something not unlike family.]
[Just for a moment, Yuan closes his eyes too. The last fifteen years have seemed longer than those that came before. Perhaps it's reflective of living more thoroughly than he had before; but all the same, it was not quite right. It still isn't, but now his hopes are rising again.]
[When Kratos lets go Yuan has a faint smile hovering at the corners of his mouth, and he turns to lift a hand at the children in some sort of greeting.]
It's called Flamberge.
[Yes, this is his sole contribution.]
[Raine disappears from the edge of the window. Curious about that sword, and what kind of metal that could possibly be; but not pressing, not when everyone else is so curious at once. Genis has no such compunctions, and his eyes are wide.]
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[All the same, he doesn't fight it, instead brings his free hand up to reaffirm the embrace, pulling Kratos just that little bit closer to him. The weight on his shoulder speaks of trust and something not unlike family.]
[Just for a moment, Yuan closes his eyes too. The last fifteen years have seemed longer than those that came before. Perhaps it's reflective of living more thoroughly than he had before; but all the same, it was not quite right. It still isn't, but now his hopes are rising again.]
[When Kratos lets go Yuan has a faint smile hovering at the corners of his mouth, and he turns to lift a hand at the children in some sort of greeting.]
It's called Flamberge.
[Yes, this is his sole contribution.]
[Raine disappears from the edge of the window. Curious about that sword, and what kind of metal that could possibly be; but not pressing, not when everyone else is so curious at once. Genis has no such compunctions, and his eyes are wide.]