[This is difficult. He hadn't wanted to be the one who delivered this news, as much as he felt it was his duty. Everyone is being very compassionate. Practical. Smarter than he is, maybe. Yet, he is leaving this discussion feeling more trapped than before.
It's the weight of other's hopes, he thinks. He's backed down from his wilder statements by now, tempered by the reasoning of his fellow Pleroma. Even so, he isn't sure how to secure this victory for them. How could they succeed at raiding Achamoth without losing more than they sought to regain?
The numbers just don't work in their favor. He can't imagine getting in and out without even more casualties, if they can reach the Regent's prisoners at all. He had thought that perhaps the entity could be compelled to aid them, but if not, what can he do? He had staked his own hope on a ludicrous fantasy, and now...
Suddenly, he hears Hayame speak. He slowly disengages, the focus returning to his eyes as they shift to meet hers.]
now I can finally do this
It's the weight of other's hopes, he thinks. He's backed down from his wilder statements by now, tempered by the reasoning of his fellow Pleroma. Even so, he isn't sure how to secure this victory for them. How could they succeed at raiding Achamoth without losing more than they sought to regain?
The numbers just don't work in their favor. He can't imagine getting in and out without even more casualties, if they can reach the Regent's prisoners at all. He had thought that perhaps the entity could be compelled to aid them, but if not, what can he do? He had staked his own hope on a ludicrous fantasy, and now...
Suddenly, he hears Hayame speak. He slowly disengages, the focus returning to his eyes as they shift to meet hers.]
What is it?