Bixing said, if we could figure things out if we do manage to get out of here-- they've made advancements. Found ways to make sure people survive, to give them longer lifespans.
I've never thought about what I would do with a life as long as yours. I barely even thought I'd survive to see the end of the long road I was on before this. To see the star achieve peace.
Well, the thought of having one of my own fills me with a dread beyond most mortal comprehension. But to claim all the fun parts and none of the work? I could see fit to do that.
[He chuckles too, but before long his attention turns to the fact that, and so they come back to this again. Could Ryn live without his void? Could he live without his friends?]
...There is someone I need to see again, yes. Not quite on my own star, but on one of the shards surrounding it. She knows Urianger and the others already. She should meet you, too, someday.
...if we get a someday, then, if it turns out that we can make sure you'll live to see it, I'll... we can arrange it. Somehow.
[he doesn't have any idea if it would be remotely possible, but what if it is? they have gods here and it's not like interplanetary travel is unknown even in warcraft canon.]
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[to hurt like that again.
but he lets himself be pulled, and those words are mumbled against thancred's chest.]
If we keep this up you're going to become too difficult to lose.
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[And he lets them stay that way awhile, just holding him, before finally the blue and yellow drink rears its ugly head one last time.]
I could take a cue from Nav and sing horrible bawdy sea shanties at you until you're more than happy to be rid of me.
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[a hint of amusement there, at least.
and, eventually:]
Bixing said, if we could figure things out if we do manage to get out of here-- they've made advancements. Found ways to make sure people survive, to give them longer lifespans.
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[...]
Suggesting we both run off to his galaxy, are you?
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[a little more hesitant. maybe thancred wouldn't even want that.]
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[He considers a long minute.]
...I don't suppose you've any suggestions?
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For what to do with it-? ...I don't know, honestly, did you have anything you just never had time to do?
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[He smiles faintly, but it's no less genuine for how slight it is.]
I'd like to live long enough to see one of my comrades have a child of their own, and play favorite uncle to the little hellion.
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[he laughs softly at that thought.]
Then you'd have to go home, for that.
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[He chuckles too, but before long his attention turns to the fact that, and so they come back to this again. Could Ryn live without his void? Could he live without his friends?]
...There is someone I need to see again, yes. Not quite on my own star, but on one of the shards surrounding it. She knows Urianger and the others already. She should meet you, too, someday.
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[he doesn't have any idea if it would be remotely possible, but what if it is? they have gods here and it's not like interplanetary travel is unknown even in warcraft canon.]
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[Hope worthy of a kiss, in fact, and thus Ryn is rewarded with one.]
It's funny. Usually I'm the cynic among my comrades, but here I am, the bright-eyed idealist by comparison. Such an unusual change of pace.