[He brings his hand down and away from Noct's hair, moving to hold his chin instead — not gripping, but holding his face with a reassuring purpose.]
Day after day, week after week, month after month, he bears it. Because he knows that the life of someone he loves is depending on him, he bears it. Because he, now, is the only one who can do it, he bears it. Because it will make things right, he bears it. Because he is good, and kind, and brave, and knows that whatever pain he endures is for the sake of a future that seems so long in coming...hour by hour, day by day, he bears it.
[As it turns out, Noct's parallel in this story isn't solely the younger of the princes, after all.]
He bleeds. He suffers setbacks. But he endures...and in three years' time, he completes each and every garment of nettles, just as he'd swore.
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[He brings his hand down and away from Noct's hair, moving to hold his chin instead — not gripping, but holding his face with a reassuring purpose.]
Day after day, week after week, month after month, he bears it. Because he knows that the life of someone he loves is depending on him, he bears it. Because he, now, is the only one who can do it, he bears it. Because it will make things right, he bears it. Because he is good, and kind, and brave, and knows that whatever pain he endures is for the sake of a future that seems so long in coming...hour by hour, day by day, he bears it.
[As it turns out, Noct's parallel in this story isn't solely the younger of the princes, after all.]
He bleeds. He suffers setbacks. But he endures...and in three years' time, he completes each and every garment of nettles, just as he'd swore.