[ to some degree, he's accustomed to the dishonesty embedded in the other man's words. to the way that they had the tendency to act as some sort of misdirection to the truth. vane doesn't always know what that truth entails, but it just goes to show that rohan was truly a good guy, at least in vane's mind. but, as happy as he is to have rohan confide in him in some general, more ambiguous way, he also doesn't want rohan to push himself.

he doesn't think he would, but vane had always been the type to worry. ] Sorry, sorry. [ he replies mostly half-heartedly in light of the fact that he's ... actually still touched, but— ] Mm... [ in war and times of strife, that belief alone is all that held together the people who were left behind, after all. "the living might still miss them." as strange and incomprehensible as rohan could be sometimes...

even though vane is still carrying rohan's "home" and draped in the man's clothes, he presses closer, just enough to give him a nudge with his elbow. ]

Don't worry, that's definitely the case! And as long as they're not forgotten, I think we're the ones to carry their wishes. [ their legacy, that is. so they can truly rest assured wherever they are. as long as that was the case, he'd also like to think that's how they pay their respects. ]