[Hakkai looks ahead again and laughs, softly: it's the kind of laugh that could sound genuine to a stranger, but the lack of humor in it is easy enough for anyone who knows him to pick out. He folds one arm over his stomach, fingers catching the edge of his sleeve and worrying absently at a tear there that he'll have to darn later.
With his head turned forward, she's just a blur at the edge of his vision again.]
Please only release me if I fail you too badly to be allowed to stay, Elsa.
[And that is that. He starts walking again towards the warm lights of the temple.]
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With his head turned forward, she's just a blur at the edge of his vision again.]
Please only release me if I fail you too badly to be allowed to stay, Elsa.
[And that is that. He starts walking again towards the warm lights of the temple.]