[Only reasonable now that he actually, finally grew up. And even then...]
[He doesn't answer right away. He can't because he simply doesn't have sympathy. The hard look in his eyes might give that away, but for what reason, he doesn't explain. Because it sounded no different when he lost his own father and mother, his whole race to an event that he'd worked hard to try to prevent. Did everything asked of him and the word given to him taken back, killing them all anyway. Something, that once long ago, caused him to outright shed tears in front of others.]
[So he orders another drink instead, silently waiting patiently for it, and when he gets it he downs it quickly before he finally decides to speak back up.]
I think she either wallows in her own sorrow like a weak minded fool or she does something about it. If I were her I'd choose the latter.
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[He doesn't answer right away. He can't because he simply doesn't have sympathy. The hard look in his eyes might give that away, but for what reason, he doesn't explain. Because it sounded no different when he lost his own father and mother, his whole race to an event that he'd worked hard to try to prevent. Did everything asked of him and the word given to him taken back, killing them all anyway. Something, that once long ago, caused him to outright shed tears in front of others.]
[So he orders another drink instead, silently waiting patiently for it, and when he gets it he downs it quickly before he finally decides to speak back up.]
I think she either wallows in her own sorrow like a weak minded fool or she does something about it. If I were her I'd choose the latter.