[ Just how bad does Veyle expect things will get? Dark can't help but wonder about this and is quiet for a moment, not because he is hesitating, but because he's instead longing for the powers accessible to himself in his home world. He misses his magic. How empty, how unalive, he feels without it coursing through his veins. Is he even Dark Schneider without it? ]
I promise you. You don't have to cry anymore.
[ Assured. How many times has he died now, only to be resurrected over and over again? Dark doesn't know what Veyle is so afraid of, but whatever it may be, it doesn't shake him. Showing her so, Dark combs some hair out of Veyle's face as it slips and falls, letting her clean her cheeks of tears at the same time. ]
I didn't mean to hit a sore spot for you so early on.
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I promise you. You don't have to cry anymore.
[ Assured. How many times has he died now, only to be resurrected over and over again? Dark doesn't know what Veyle is so afraid of, but whatever it may be, it doesn't shake him. Showing her so, Dark combs some hair out of Veyle's face as it slips and falls, letting her clean her cheeks of tears at the same time. ]
I didn't mean to hit a sore spot for you so early on.