[ Luckily there's a stone bench nearby, but he does sink down on it. A hand scrapes over his face as he huffs out a deep breath, head spinning at the implications in those seemingly innocuous statements.
The war was over. There was an over. He didn't know if the same could be said for the memories he had of his home - or why none of them matched. He didn't know what time was doing back in his home, if it was still moving on without him or it was just....frozen there somehow. Neither was a good option, really. One would have him labelled a traitor and a coward for abandoning his prince and his friends on the eve of a crucial battle and the other... had him still having to step foot onto that battlefield when it was the last place he wanted to be.
People might think he was crazy, but so far? Staying here and not having to face either of those options was still his best bet. Even with as fucked up as this place was.
But Felix had answers - of a sort - and that has his head coming back up to narrow his gaze at his old friend. ]
And Dimitri? Ingrid? The Professor? We really drove the Empire back? Completely?
[ That had seemed so impossible, with all that had been arrayed against them. ]
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[ Luckily there's a stone bench nearby, but he does sink down on it. A hand scrapes over his face as he huffs out a deep breath, head spinning at the implications in those seemingly innocuous statements.
The war was over. There was an over. He didn't know if the same could be said for the memories he had of his home - or why none of them matched. He didn't know what time was doing back in his home, if it was still moving on without him or it was just....frozen there somehow. Neither was a good option, really. One would have him labelled a traitor and a coward for abandoning his prince and his friends on the eve of a crucial battle and the other... had him still having to step foot onto that battlefield when it was the last place he wanted to be.
People might think he was crazy, but so far? Staying here and not having to face either of those options was still his best bet. Even with as fucked up as this place was.
But Felix had answers - of a sort - and that has his head coming back up to narrow his gaze at his old friend. ]
And Dimitri? Ingrid? The Professor? We really drove the Empire back? Completely?
[ That had seemed so impossible, with all that had been arrayed against them. ]