[Neuvillette doesn't manage to reply before he's flown off on, because the words catch him just enough off guard.
And he can't say, really - that it wasn't really her choice, that he was the only choice she had, and that she could only hope he was a person who would be sympathetic to humanity, who would come to embody judge not the child for the sins of the father so fully. Nor can he say that Focalors, the real one, was looking at him not as a subordinate, but as a successor, the one who would step over the ruins of the Archon's throne to care for Fontaine.
Or so she could only hope.
In the end, he stands in the rain for a moment longer, before saying quietly enough that the young man who already zipped freely into the air surely won't be able to hear - ]
I can only hope that I've proven worthy of her faith.
[And with that, he turns away, leaving the investigation of the upper decks to the apparent expert in order to return to Furina and break the news that, at least in this place, her long and tiresome act must continue after all.]
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And he can't say, really - that it wasn't really her choice, that he was the only choice she had, and that she could only hope he was a person who would be sympathetic to humanity, who would come to embody judge not the child for the sins of the father so fully. Nor can he say that Focalors, the real one, was looking at him not as a subordinate, but as a successor, the one who would step over the ruins of the Archon's throne to care for Fontaine.
Or so she could only hope.
In the end, he stands in the rain for a moment longer, before saying quietly enough that the young man who already zipped freely into the air surely won't be able to hear - ]
I can only hope that I've proven worthy of her faith.
[And with that, he turns away, leaving the investigation of the upper decks to the apparent expert in order to return to Furina and break the news that, at least in this place, her long and tiresome act must continue after all.]