[ A flash of that same blankness shows in Cain's eyes as he stares at Leanne — caught out. These are memories he'd never wanted anyone else to see. Had never intended to tell anyone else about. They're so deeply personal, parts of himself that he keeps locked away exactly because of the worry he can hear in Leanne's voice.
Worry that he never wanted to put there. That's the last thing he wanted, to cause anyone concern.
He dredges up a smile, a little overly bright, trying to banish that worry even with that cliffside grave and the other him standing right behind him. ]
Ah... Well, that was in another world, wasn't it? El Nysa's a new beginning for all of us.
[ Which isn't an answer. But he doesn't want to lie to her.
He doesn't want to tell Leanne that the man she's seeing standing in front of that grave is only weeks away from the man who lost his world to the Storm. ]
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Worry that he never wanted to put there. That's the last thing he wanted, to cause anyone concern.
He dredges up a smile, a little overly bright, trying to banish that worry even with that cliffside grave and the other him standing right behind him. ]
Ah... Well, that was in another world, wasn't it? El Nysa's a new beginning for all of us.
[ Which isn't an answer. But he doesn't want to lie to her.
He doesn't want to tell Leanne that the man she's seeing standing in front of that grave is only weeks away from the man who lost his world to the Storm. ]