[The Rockruff whines, trying to nuzzle Minfilia's hand back into patting him. Thancred stills, on the other hand, though he nods slowly after a few moments.]
I'm sorry.
[It feels like- barely a whisper, in the face of the grief when he knew she wasn't coming back- of having to let her go. What else can he say, save-] I missed you.
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I'm sorry.
[It feels like- barely a whisper, in the face of the grief when he knew she wasn't coming back- of having to let her go. What else can he say, save-] I missed you.