[ Balthier is glad he's given David something positive here, at least. It feels tiny, a candle against the sky, but he knows first hand those tiny lights can be the difference between fighting through and giving in. He pulls David close to him, squeezing his shoulder. ]
I'd be lying if I said my thoughts haven't wandered to it multiple times. Please show me the dress.
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I'd be lying if I said my thoughts haven't wandered to it multiple times. Please show me the dress.