Of course, the message breaks his heart and makes him slightly short of breath. But he inhales deeply, then exhales, eyes shut as he replays the message in his head.
Susanne fon Fabre has gone home.
It's better. It's better that way. She's out of this hellish place. She can go home to Auldrant, where she belongs, and not have to worry about the Malnosso doing awful things, or drafts, or her sons being kidnapped, or the medicine that's always hard to get.
It's better, it's better. That doesn't stop Luke from clenching his fists and feeling his shoulders tense and be unable to reply for a few minutes, lest his voice tremble.
It's better, but he already misses her so much.
Finally, though, he does respond, and though it doesn't tremble, his voice does still sound thick.]
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Of course, the message breaks his heart and makes him slightly short of breath. But he inhales deeply, then exhales, eyes shut as he replays the message in his head.
Susanne fon Fabre has gone home.
It's better. It's better that way. She's out of this hellish place. She can go home to Auldrant, where she belongs, and not have to worry about the Malnosso doing awful things, or drafts, or her sons being kidnapped, or the medicine that's always hard to get.
It's better, it's better. That doesn't stop Luke from clenching his fists and feeling his shoulders tense and be unable to reply for a few minutes, lest his voice tremble.
It's better, but he already misses her so much.
Finally, though, he does respond, and though it doesn't tremble, his voice does still sound thick.]
I'll be over soon.