Who told you so, dilly dilly, Who told you so? ‘Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, That told me so.
ouch is one of the most intimate, romantic ways to be close to someone else. The Town knows this very well -- the Town wants everyone to be as close as possible.
Perhaps that's why this bonding is so...aggressive.
Because you're in for quite the shock on this otherwise peaceful day when you brush against the next person on your path.
Maybe you're going out of your way to touch people. Maybe you've got a terrible urge to just see what's lurking in someone's heart. Maybe you trip over a conveniently placed rock -- whatever the cause, you're getting an up close and personal look into someone else's heart.
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[ It’s disconcerting to find the world around them shift once more to the familiar skies above Chroma. He feels a weight upon him as she hurls imprecations upon the town. Whatever that undead world was, he knows that he wasn’t meant to see it at all. ]
I am sorry. [ For what? ] I know that I am hardly any comfort to you now, my lady, but it pains me to see you thus.
Indeed, however… [ He frowns, deeply distressed by her words as he moves closer to her, leaning down to offer a section of his cape for her in lieu of a handkerchief. More quietly, he adds: ]
Holding in your grief will hurt you more, in the end.
I— [ To be complimented by a woman is nothing new, though it feels wonderful every time it happens, anyway. This moment is no different, even if he can’t quite shake off the memory of those Risen. ]
Lady Maribelle, it is but my duty to defend the beautiful and radiant. And yet…I shall cherish your sentiments regardless.
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I am sorry. [ For what? ] I know that I am hardly any comfort to you now, my lady, but it pains me to see you thus.
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... Forgive me. Such actions are most unbecoming... and will do us little good.
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Holding in your grief will hurt you more, in the end.
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[Another sniffle, and she reluctantly takes some of the cape to wipe away her tears.]
... Such is... the life of a soldier. It is my duty to fight my enemies, and to heal my allies... and... sometimes, I fail. I am only human.
[Is she telling him that, or is she trying to reassure herself?]
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And it is only human to remember them. [ Though he knows even saying this won’t help. He knows full well what it’s like to fail to save everyone. ]
Yes…at times keeping their memory alive is the only thing we can do.
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... I owe you many thanks, Archer.
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I am deeply grateful for your regard, my lady, but I have not done anything worthy of such.
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Lady Maribelle, it is but my duty to defend the beautiful and radiant. And yet…I shall cherish your sentiments regardless.