[He swallows hard, still not quite looking at him — until at last something seems to rally within him, and he turns his eyes back to find Dedue's, determinedly holding his gaze.
...Hypocrisy, huh...]
I thought you were dead. When we spotted your wyvern — from that distance, it looked like you were dead. Like she was just dragging you along, but you were already gone.
[His grip tightens, just faintly.]
If I'm gonna quit being a hypocrite, then I've got to start somewhere, haven't I...?
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[He swallows hard, still not quite looking at him — until at last something seems to rally within him, and he turns his eyes back to find Dedue's, determinedly holding his gaze.
...Hypocrisy, huh...]
I thought you were dead. When we spotted your wyvern — from that distance, it looked like you were dead. Like she was just dragging you along, but you were already gone.
[His grip tightens, just faintly.]
If I'm gonna quit being a hypocrite, then I've got to start somewhere, haven't I...?