[Ryuubi listens with fascination and sympathy, drinking in the tale of what must be a great love. His eyes are just a touch misted over when Hawke is done, not without homesickness of his own.]
Even if he isn't here - you're blessed, you probably know. Even memories are a sort of fire in a cold night.
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Date: 2010-04-11 07:39 pm (UTC)Even if he isn't here - you're blessed, you probably know. Even memories are a sort of fire in a cold night.