[ It will wilt... Setsuna knows that very well. But there is one thing about flowers that makes him admire them so deeply. That even though the harsh conditions of deserts and flames, a flower can still grow on the ground... He doesn't flinch when he heard the cruel words; it is reality after all, though in his heart he knew sadness. It's sad, just like the life of humans.
But just as Gilgamesh thought, Setsuna's resolve doesn't change. He wants to plant it... He wants the flower to return to its rightful place. To return to the earth, as it's too tragic for it to die all alone elsewhere. ]
Yes.
[ One day... Maybe when spring comes, another bud will come to life from the same place. It's a thought he'd like to have. ]
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But just as Gilgamesh thought, Setsuna's resolve doesn't change. He wants to plant it... He wants the flower to return to its rightful place. To return to the earth, as it's too tragic for it to die all alone elsewhere. ]
Yes.
[ One day... Maybe when spring comes, another bud will come to life from the same place. It's a thought he'd like to have. ]