[ That it's any at all means something to him, regardless of who it comes from. But Blue ... he's just always like this, and it's what drew Yzak to him in the first place. That empathy and kindness, that understanding even in spite of the more awful parts that he sees in people. And he ... sure has a lot of those.
His fingers curl back to lock their hands together as the final keys of the melody play and softly fade. And he looks down to those thin fingers laced with his own ... they still fit together so well, he thinks. ]
It is. [ He agrees, it is lovely. It's very fitting of Nicol... even though...
He leans his head back a little to look at the ceiling. ]
Even though while the actual recording is quite old, the memories are more recent.
[ Because as those feelings of guilt imply, he'd never really taken the time to make many good memories with Nicol. There were some in the academy, when he was more just overly ambitious than a complete asshole, but even back then he tended to stick closer to Dearka and focus on his rivalry with Athrun otherwise. ]
[ He exhales. ] Someone like him probably would. Though he'd probably be more appreciative that his music is still being enjoyed, even though he's gone.
Even during what little we got of downtime where we were allowed to return home briefly, Nicol would spend it performing somewhere. I was too busy to make it to any of them. [ That, and he probably only marginally cared compared to other things. ] But Athrun did.
Mmn, it's not. And it does feel far too late, sometimes. [ Diving deeper into those thoughts will only ruin this nice atmosphere, though, because it would just be him thinking about the fact that even though he's doing so now, he didn't when it counted, when it was more important. When he was still alive. Still... ] But, I get what you mean.
... And, I appreciate it.
[ A thought he has first before deciding to speak it aloud to Blue. ]
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His fingers curl back to lock their hands together as the final keys of the melody play and softly fade. And he looks down to those thin fingers laced with his own ... they still fit together so well, he thinks. ]
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He leans his head back a little to look at the ceiling. ]
Even though while the actual recording is quite old, the memories are more recent.
[ Because as those feelings of guilt imply, he'd never really taken the time to make many good memories with Nicol. There were some in the academy, when he was more just overly ambitious than a complete asshole, but even back then he tended to stick closer to Dearka and focus on his rivalry with Athrun otherwise. ]
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after a thoughtful pause:] I imagine the creator...would be very pleased. To know they're being thought of, even now.
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Even during what little we got of downtime where we were allowed to return home briefly, Nicol would spend it performing somewhere. I was too busy to make it to any of them. [ That, and he probably only marginally cared compared to other things. ] But Athrun did.
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You're making time...right now. It's not the same, but...
[but somehow, Blue believes that being remembered is just as valuable in its own right as being present. he has to believe that.]
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... And, I appreciate it.
[ A thought he has first before deciding to speak it aloud to Blue. ]