Healing always happens, but the larger the piece taken is, the longer it takes to feel even the smallest bit of that healing. The hurt echoes in that emptiness and always will even if it grows faint as a whisper with time. Every so often something will cause that whisper to become a shout again. The pain reminds us how much we love them, though it is harder to deal with when they are gone. [The second part of her message cause him to wince knowing what he knows of the future. No matter how much he wishes to hold Noctis as close as he can as long as he can, it just won't be.]
I will do it as much as I can until fate tears us asunder.
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[The second part of her message cause him to wince knowing what he knows of the future. No matter how much he wishes to hold Noctis as close as he can as long as he can, it just won't be.]
I will do it as much as I can until fate tears us asunder.