[ He shrugs listlessly, refilling his glass again with the last of the bottle's contents. This time he drinks at a more moderate pace. ]
The last time I drank with company other than yourself or Felih was in the army. Strong spirits would warm us as we kept vigil in the trenches. Just a sip to relax the mind but not enough to numb it. There was no knowing when a mage would suddenly rain fire upon our heads after all.
I suppose. You probably got to know the other soldiers pretty well that way... perhaps even came to care about them a little?
[The lilt in her voice is suggestive. More than a nation or a grand heroic cause, it's much easier to fight for people you care about, even if on a smaller scale. That's how it is for her, anyway.]
[ Another short bout of silence. He doesn't think he needs to mention that many of the men he drank with had not returned home at the end of their campaign. ]
But when one loves and loses constantly with each turn of the star, love begins to lose its meaning and loss becomes a bitter medicine to swallow. Better, then, to never love or lose ever again.
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The last time I drank with company other than yourself or Felih was in the army. Strong spirits would warm us as we kept vigil in the trenches. Just a sip to relax the mind but not enough to numb it. There was no knowing when a mage would suddenly rain fire upon our heads after all.
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[The lilt in her voice is suggestive. More than a nation or a grand heroic cause, it's much easier to fight for people you care about, even if on a smaller scale. That's how it is for her, anyway.]
It's not wrong to love and lose, you know.
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But when one loves and loses constantly with each turn of the star, love begins to lose its meaning and loss becomes a bitter medicine to swallow. Better, then, to never love or lose ever again.