[ she's quiet as he speaks letting the words sink in. hope, huh...? it's such an easy thing to have, with only one life behind or ahead of you. brilith can hardly remember what that's like, once she awakens to each and every time she's suffered yet another horrible fate. how do you have such hope, when all you ever seem to do is lose everything, over and over again, and you aren't even allowed to die and rest like anyone else?
but zenitsu... he's as sincere as ever. whether or not he can do anything to help her, he truly wishes the best, even for a cruel, crazy woman like brilith. if she had any doubts before, they're gone - he will see paradise, when the time comes.
she wonders if she should smile - either in gratitude, or to reassure this kind-hearted boy, with his good intentions.
she doesn't. ]
It won't... as long as he doesn't change, nothing else will. [ her voice is soft as she tears her eyes away from him so that maybe, zenitsu won't see the longing in them. ] The gods never change.
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but zenitsu... he's as sincere as ever. whether or not he can do anything to help her, he truly wishes the best, even for a cruel, crazy woman like brilith. if she had any doubts before, they're gone - he will see paradise, when the time comes.
she wonders if she should smile - either in gratitude, or to reassure this kind-hearted boy, with his good intentions.
she doesn't. ]
It won't... as long as he doesn't change, nothing else will. [ her voice is soft as she tears her eyes away from him so that maybe, zenitsu won't see the longing in them. ] The gods never change.
[ after a long, quiet moment, she adds: ]
...But thank you, Zenitsu.