[When the words I don't know are said, there's a sad, pained smile on Alucard's face. He's quiet as he lets Sypha speak, put all her thoughts out into the open. The familarity of them pains him. There's eyes that are on her, but not quite, and when Sypha finishes, Alucard lets out a long breath.]
This is the conversation we've been having with your absence. What to do with a lack of purpose.
[It was all that plagued either of them, really. Trevor had concluded that they owed nothing to the living, not anymore, but beyond that it was...there was just a world that felt too open and too moved on from either of them.]
Looking after each other in your absence was about all we could find that suited us. And that we'd look after you should that fact change.
[So that much is settled.]
You said something about stories before. Maybe...maybe in the absence of all of your people, you could find another way to share stories that still doesn't involve writing them down?
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This is the conversation we've been having with your absence. What to do with a lack of purpose.
[It was all that plagued either of them, really. Trevor had concluded that they owed nothing to the living, not anymore, but beyond that it was...there was just a world that felt too open and too moved on from either of them.]
Looking after each other in your absence was about all we could find that suited us. And that we'd look after you should that fact change.
[So that much is settled.]
You said something about stories before. Maybe...maybe in the absence of all of your people, you could find another way to share stories that still doesn't involve writing them down?