[Ah, Hakkai thinks, considering the other man: another ancient. He's not sure if it's reassuring or deeply depressing that a man old enough to have outlived cities and nations can still be so brokenhearted over losing a loved one.
He doubts he'd be able to maintain the capacity for such caring. He has had so few people he's allowed close, and it feels like each loss has left him with less and less of a heart to care with.
Centuries? No, he won't last centuries. Decades feel insurmountable enough.
He quirks a faint smile at Shen Wei and takes a sip of his tea.]
All any of us can do, I suppose, is keep moving forward. Do you have other friends here?
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He doubts he'd be able to maintain the capacity for such caring. He has had so few people he's allowed close, and it feels like each loss has left him with less and less of a heart to care with.
Centuries? No, he won't last centuries. Decades feel insurmountable enough.
He quirks a faint smile at Shen Wei and takes a sip of his tea.]
All any of us can do, I suppose, is keep moving forward. Do you have other friends here?