[ Lighter's quiet a moment longer in consideration of that question. It's not like he has much room to talk; a devotion long dead still stalks his heels, day in and day out. He pays restitution to the ghosts and only wishes it was enough to soothe the ache of failure. Of all the scars he harbors, that one must be the worst.
Sniffing slightly, thoughts coalescing as he rubs the empty space between his collarbones, he settles on: ]
You change your heart. And if you can't do it alone, you find people who'll help you.
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Sniffing slightly, thoughts coalescing as he rubs the empty space between his collarbones, he settles on: ]
You change your heart. And if you can't do it alone, you find people who'll help you.