Oh, thank the Guardians. He doesn't have one, but he'll thank them anyways. Romeo he'd learned early enough. Najaran--
It's... He wouldn't have taken it so well. He knows-- logically, he knows he can't save everyone, he can't save anyone. But it still hurts to think that there might be nothing that Esteban can do. That the people he knows and got attached to and loves-- are already gone.
But she's not. She's not, and Esteban breathes, settles his thoughts as best he can. One more, deep breath.
"Okay." Okay. She's okay. It's okay.
The train is messing with him, for sure.
"So what happened next?" He can listen to her past. She hasn't died, she's alive, somewhere, in her own world. It's a small comfort, but it is there all the same. He can listen to the rest of her tale.
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It's... He wouldn't have taken it so well. He knows-- logically, he knows he can't save everyone, he can't save anyone. But it still hurts to think that there might be nothing that Esteban can do. That the people he knows and got attached to and loves-- are already gone.
But she's not. She's not, and Esteban breathes, settles his thoughts as best he can. One more, deep breath.
"Okay." Okay. She's okay. It's okay.
The train is messing with him, for sure.
"So what happened next?" He can listen to her past. She hasn't died, she's alive, somewhere, in her own world. It's a small comfort, but it is there all the same. He can listen to the rest of her tale.