[ If it's so meaningless, then why... Setsuna wants to ask, but he probably won't understand it even he does so. He opts to accept the situation for what it is, lowering his head again as silent gratitude. The flower surely appreciated it. ... And now, it's time to say goodbye.
The dirt is now moist, any more exposure to winter will only freeze it again. Setsuna raises the flower to his face one last time, leaning his forehead against it as he closes his eyes. He remains like that for several seconds before bringing it down. He plants the rose properly, making sure that it's deep enough for the ground to wrap its own mana against the fragile blossom. Perhaps one day, they'll meet again.
When that's done, the Meister lifts himself up and wordlessly uses the remaining water from the flask to wash away the lingering ice from his fingers. What ever warmth left in his hands is surely gone at this point. Was everything truly pointless? Maybe it was; but for him, it's not. Again, he doesn't expect anyone to understand. ]
There is nothing to be concerned about.
[ And with those equally cold words, he turns back to the direction of the city. He doesn't walk forward yet, waiting to see what the King will do now. ]
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The dirt is now moist, any more exposure to winter will only freeze it again. Setsuna raises the flower to his face one last time, leaning his forehead against it as he closes his eyes. He remains like that for several seconds before bringing it down. He plants the rose properly, making sure that it's deep enough for the ground to wrap its own mana against the fragile blossom. Perhaps one day, they'll meet again.
When that's done, the Meister lifts himself up and wordlessly uses the remaining water from the flask to wash away the lingering ice from his fingers. What ever warmth left in his hands is surely gone at this point. Was everything truly pointless? Maybe it was; but for him, it's not. Again, he doesn't expect anyone to understand. ]
There is nothing to be concerned about.
[ And with those equally cold words, he turns back to the direction of the city. He doesn't walk forward yet, waiting to see what the King will do now. ]