[ His brows raise in a kind of resigned surprise, and he huffs softly. A faint skepticism scratches at the back of his mind, one earned from listening to far too many war reports and upper brass, seeing far too many bodies, but. César does not at all seem like one of them. It's easy to extend good faith. He'll pass no judgement until he actually knows. ]
That's... one heck of a call to make.
[ What else can he say, especially if they're saving this conversation for later? ]
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That's... one heck of a call to make.
[ What else can he say, especially if they're saving this conversation for later? ]
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I know, it sounds insane. But I've never been one to do things the simple way, even if my needs themselves are. Magne at least finds it endearing.
[He looks down at the rings, passing a pinky through his mother's engagement ring.] ... they would have loved her.