[ They might be back in Nysa proper now but Frederick hardly notices, too caught up in his emotional turmoil to make sense of anything else. In his mind, the aftermath still continues - Chrom's yell of frustration, Lissa's cries of anguish, the immediate hush that falls over the rest of the Shepherds present that day.
It's the gentle murmur of birdsong that returns him to his senses, a sweet sound completely at odds with the desolate Plegian desert. He blinks, once and then twice, then finally lets his shoulders drop in defeat. ]
I apologize. That was an unnecessary sight for anyone to see.
[ Even if he'd already witnessed an unpleasant memory of Red's, it seems entirely unfair to put her through a second unpleasant memory. ]
i'm glad they've both suffered so much
It's the gentle murmur of birdsong that returns him to his senses, a sweet sound completely at odds with the desolate Plegian desert. He blinks, once and then twice, then finally lets his shoulders drop in defeat. ]
I apologize. That was an unnecessary sight for anyone to see.
[ Even if he'd already witnessed an unpleasant memory of Red's, it seems entirely unfair to put her through a second unpleasant memory. ]