At what point had all of Seifer's romanticism rubbed off on him? Was it because of Rinoa? Did being a knight change something in you? Unlock it so that anything was forgivable under the right lens?
No. That wasn't it. Squall had never begrudged Seifer the scar. That want of connection, for it to serve a greater purpose had been there from the beginning, a throbbing reminder of who it was he was always striving to meet and one he'd risen to the challenge of when pushed as seen mirrored in Seifer's own scar.
His brows furrow with the explanation. The way Seifer punished himself by keeping the thing. How it had served as a different kind of reminder. A less gentle one. Against the ache of what that means Squall offers, "Esthar's advanced beyond anything the rest of the world is used to. If they have the technology...I could..."
Squall can't bring himself to say it so he doesn't, averting his gaze instead to stare down at their shoes. "With the others too. You don't have to carry these anymore."
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No. That wasn't it. Squall had never begrudged Seifer the scar. That want of connection, for it to serve a greater purpose had been there from the beginning, a throbbing reminder of who it was he was always striving to meet and one he'd risen to the challenge of when pushed as seen mirrored in Seifer's own scar.
His brows furrow with the explanation. The way Seifer punished himself by keeping the thing. How it had served as a different kind of reminder. A less gentle one. Against the ache of what that means Squall offers, "Esthar's advanced beyond anything the rest of the world is used to. If they have the technology...I could..."
Squall can't bring himself to say it so he doesn't, averting his gaze instead to stare down at their shoes. "With the others too. You don't have to carry these anymore."