[Emmet knows he'd never be able to stray the path even if he wanted to, with guilt shackling him to it and too many feelings about the others that he's come to have after lifetime after lifetime of meeting up with them, living with them, loving them and losing them too. He wouldn't be able to turn his back just to stay with Sylvie, for he'd know what kind of betrayal that'd feel like. But even still, he yearns to try - bitterly wanting an escape from a sorrowful, relentless storm of misery.
He holds Sylvain, arms around him to tether him tight - nuzzling up against his face in turn, eyes lowlidded or closed depending on the moment and the weight of it against him. He kisses his throat in turn, feeling the sad burn of hope in his chest for a future he's not sure will ever come. It's the only thing he wants and it's the only thing keeping them going and yet...]
This'll never be over.
[He's quiet, whispering it like they often do in frustration or annoyance. But they always had hope, so it wasn't a statement, really. But to him it is because he's the only one that knows the truth. Maybe he's trying to self sabotage for once and let himself have the excuse to end it all with failure, but he finds himself finally bending. Beginning to break.]
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He holds Sylvain, arms around him to tether him tight - nuzzling up against his face in turn, eyes lowlidded or closed depending on the moment and the weight of it against him. He kisses his throat in turn, feeling the sad burn of hope in his chest for a future he's not sure will ever come. It's the only thing he wants and it's the only thing keeping them going and yet...]
This'll never be over.
[He's quiet, whispering it like they often do in frustration or annoyance. But they always had hope, so it wasn't a statement, really. But to him it is because he's the only one that knows the truth. Maybe he's trying to self sabotage for once and let himself have the excuse to end it all with failure, but he finds himself finally bending. Beginning to break.]
It'll never be over, Sylvie. Never.