[ Sylvain’s lips quirk faintly as he watches Claude’s reaction. ]
I dunno. Maybe. Sometimes it’s hard to tell when what you show is real, or when it’s just what you want everyone to think is real. [ Which is a little hypocritical of him, he knows, but Claude’s always been such a master at it that it puts even his acting skills to shame. ] But yeah. The Professor was pretty good at that. I mean, I’m assuming yours had the same effect on those around them that mine did.
[ Honestly, he’s not sure if he would have made it through those years at the Academy without her and her willingness to listen. To understand. Sylvain’s pretty sure she understood all of them better than they’d understood themselves. He lets his gaze drift back out to see again, staring at where it became the horizon in the far distance. ]
The Monastery was always more of a home to me than anywhere else. But even back then, I knew that wasn’t going to last forever. I’ve already had a long time to miss it, even before they dragged me here. It makes it easier, in a way, I guess.
[ That’s not something he’s admitted to a lot of people. Like Claude, ‘home’ isn’t an easy topic for him. But considering he’d poked at it - and the way Claude’s smile had frozen had told him he’d probably jabbed something he hadn’t meant to - it was only fair he give an honest answer back. ]
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Date: 2023-03-01 06:06 am (UTC)I dunno. Maybe. Sometimes it’s hard to tell when what you show is real, or when it’s just what you want everyone to think is real. [ Which is a little hypocritical of him, he knows, but Claude’s always been such a master at it that it puts even his acting skills to shame. ] But yeah. The Professor was pretty good at that. I mean, I’m assuming yours had the same effect on those around them that mine did.
[ Honestly, he’s not sure if he would have made it through those years at the Academy without her and her willingness to listen. To understand. Sylvain’s pretty sure she understood all of them better than they’d understood themselves. He lets his gaze drift back out to see again, staring at where it became the horizon in the far distance. ]
The Monastery was always more of a home to me than anywhere else. But even back then, I knew that wasn’t going to last forever. I’ve already had a long time to miss it, even before they dragged me here. It makes it easier, in a way, I guess.
[ That’s not something he’s admitted to a lot of people. Like Claude, ‘home’ isn’t an easy topic for him. But considering he’d poked at it - and the way Claude’s smile had frozen had told him he’d probably jabbed something he hadn’t meant to - it was only fair he give an honest answer back. ]