[She freezes before another word can get out. Was it even five times alone? If memories were lost - had he been doing this even longer? What about Mithos? Kratos? How much time had they all spent telling her where she was, getting glimpses of her again only to know she would-]
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
[There's no use trying to keep her sadness out of her voice and eyes, so she turns her face away from Yuan completely to look at her knees.]
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...Yuan.
[Martel looks up at her fiancé in pity, almost forgetting the rest of his words or her reason for coming entirely. Four years? And he has been repeating this to her five times?]
Yuan, I-
[She freezes before another word can get out. Was it even five times alone? If memories were lost - had he been doing this even longer? What about Mithos? Kratos? How much time had they all spent telling her where she was, getting glimpses of her again only to know she would-]
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
[There's no use trying to keep her sadness out of her voice and eyes, so she turns her face away from Yuan completely to look at her knees.]
...I shouldn't have come, should I?