[Shryke points it out softly, before settling back on his ankles and crossing his arms over his knees. He muses for a time, all the while watching Sieg, and then offers a more extended monologue. It's probably going too far, but he thinks maybe it'll do Sieg good to hear it—the other man doesn't seem able to say much.]
If he was the one who died first, he probably didn't think about anyone else, either. He either had to defend himself, or he wanted to die. Griffith wouldn't have started it, but it's easy to make him angry.
Who else are we supposed to think about, when we're all trying to live? We can put them all from our mind because we need to survive, and it's easier to imagine doing that if we don't think we have to fight people we love.
Maybe you didn't love him. But you're going to miss him, aren't you? He's gone now, and you didn't think about that before.
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[Shryke points it out softly, before settling back on his ankles and crossing his arms over his knees. He muses for a time, all the while watching Sieg, and then offers a more extended monologue. It's probably going too far, but he thinks maybe it'll do Sieg good to hear it—the other man doesn't seem able to say much.]
If he was the one who died first, he probably didn't think about anyone else, either. He either had to defend himself, or he wanted to die. Griffith wouldn't have started it, but it's easy to make him angry.
Who else are we supposed to think about, when we're all trying to live? We can put them all from our mind because we need to survive, and it's easier to imagine doing that if we don't think we have to fight people we love.
Maybe you didn't love him. But you're going to miss him, aren't you? He's gone now, and you didn't think about that before.