[ the damn garden metaphor again. is this something in other worlds? yuri's never had a green thumb in his life, and yet there diluc is, saying he could be a gardener, as much as it was a metaphoric, and here anna is making him think about his friends, his life, as a garden.
it's like estelle's damn books. this is why he hates reading, it doesn't make any sense, all metaphors instead of saying what you damn well mean
but he does have roots, if he thinks about it. deep roots, back in zaphias, roots that welcomed him home even when he was gone for months at a time, roots that called him back when he knew his people were in danger. as far as he strays, zaphias and the lower quarter are his home, his people. hanks and miriam and ted, they're the people who are his family, no matter if they don't share blood.
brave vesperia are new growth, but ones that he can't forget, either. and here's anna and diluc and blue and all of the new people who have wormed their way so readily into his heart in so short of a time. he would die for them, he would kill for them, and he already has
but, of course, he doesn't say any of that ]
you ever do that? garden? been thinking about it
[ even if that would be admitting that he's growing roots here, real ones. that he isn't just going to go back home, to return to the sea. he doesn't know how likely that is, but this place sure feels permanent ]
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it's like estelle's damn books. this is why he hates reading, it doesn't make any sense, all metaphors instead of saying what you damn well mean
but he does have roots, if he thinks about it. deep roots, back in zaphias, roots that welcomed him home even when he was gone for months at a time, roots that called him back when he knew his people were in danger. as far as he strays, zaphias and the lower quarter are his home, his people. hanks and miriam and ted, they're the people who are his family, no matter if they don't share blood.
brave vesperia are new growth, but ones that he can't forget, either. and here's anna and diluc and blue and all of the new people who have wormed their way so readily into his heart in so short of a time. he would die for them, he would kill for them, and he already has
but, of course, he doesn't say any of that ]
you ever do that? garden?
been thinking about it
[ even if that would be admitting that he's growing roots here, real ones. that he isn't just going to go back home, to return to the sea. he doesn't know how likely that is, but this place sure feels permanent ]