[It's that smile, soft and gentle like a breaking dawn, that he was seeking out. There isn't much he can do for Xion in a situation like this. He can't protect her from what she's most afraid of, can't stop her from witnessing the horrors that came from working with the CDC. He isn't sure if he can protect himself, in the end.
But it's like he said: the smaller picture was just as important as the larger one. Even if it's for just a moment, Guy can help her forget the dirtiness of their mission and to focus on the transient beauty of now. It's the least he can offer her. It's what she deserves.]
Sure. [Macha is a world of beautiful danger, but there's no threat to be found in this shining field. He's careful as he steps down, doing his best not to crush any flowers. A difficult task, considering how many there are. Guy winds up leaning against a tree that stands at the edges of the field, unwilling to go much further.]
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But it's like he said: the smaller picture was just as important as the larger one. Even if it's for just a moment, Guy can help her forget the dirtiness of their mission and to focus on the transient beauty of now. It's the least he can offer her. It's what she deserves.]
Sure. [Macha is a world of beautiful danger, but there's no threat to be found in this shining field. He's careful as he steps down, doing his best not to crush any flowers. A difficult task, considering how many there are. Guy winds up leaning against a tree that stands at the edges of the field, unwilling to go much further.]
You want to pick some? [It's a quiet question.]