[ Well. That wasn't what he had been expecting. Somehow this makes perfect sense, though, doesn't it? Emerek cracks a smile...but shakes his head. ]
Our decisions must always be our own, guided by our own experiences, our own thoughts and feelings. Simply doing what others might do, well...you'd just be doing what someone else is doing, rather than acting on what your heart wants. And what kind of choice is that?
[ Emerek looks away, staring at the crystal. Despite his words, however, he fully intends to answer Kor. It's obvious that the young somatic's words are sincere, and not those of someone who simply wants an easy path to follow. But there's a strange sadness to Emerek's expression, suddenly. Behind that smile is a sorrow he doesn't look ready to admit. ]
It's never been my place to tell Merisia what to think, or how to feel. Instead...I would offer her a reason to believe otherwise. Give her time with it, show her a new side to things that she didn't know before, calm her fears instead of banishing them. In time, that new perspective just might encourage her to change her mind. But, well...
[ Emerek's expression finally falls, and he reaches into his pocket for something. ]
...it may very well be my fault that she fears the Echo so much in the first place.
[ After a moment, he holds out to Kor a small water canteen, covered in a familiar Echo-induced haze. It's the very same that had appeared in his first trip through, but had frozen over before he could reach it. ]
I'm only a small part of her, Kor. A memory, a few scraps of old wisdom and habits that she made her own, a remnant of an old friend she keeps clinging to after seven long years... [ His voice trails off. He's trying to downplay it, but it's no secret that memories are powerful things indeed. That, and, well...who knows how much truth his words really hold, knowing how many secrets there are in Eorzea that Merisia brought with her to Empatheias? ] But perhaps you can still learn from my mistake.
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Our decisions must always be our own, guided by our own experiences, our own thoughts and feelings. Simply doing what others might do, well...you'd just be doing what someone else is doing, rather than acting on what your heart wants. And what kind of choice is that?
[ Emerek looks away, staring at the crystal. Despite his words, however, he fully intends to answer Kor. It's obvious that the young somatic's words are sincere, and not those of someone who simply wants an easy path to follow. But there's a strange sadness to Emerek's expression, suddenly. Behind that smile is a sorrow he doesn't look ready to admit. ]
It's never been my place to tell Merisia what to think, or how to feel. Instead...I would offer her a reason to believe otherwise. Give her time with it, show her a new side to things that she didn't know before, calm her fears instead of banishing them. In time, that new perspective just might encourage her to change her mind. But, well...
[ Emerek's expression finally falls, and he reaches into his pocket for something. ]
...it may very well be my fault that she fears the Echo so much in the first place.
[ After a moment, he holds out to Kor a small water canteen, covered in a familiar Echo-induced haze. It's the very same that had appeared in his first trip through, but had frozen over before he could reach it. ]
I'm only a small part of her, Kor. A memory, a few scraps of old wisdom and habits that she made her own, a remnant of an old friend she keeps clinging to after seven long years... [ His voice trails off. He's trying to downplay it, but it's no secret that memories are powerful things indeed. That, and, well...who knows how much truth his words really hold, knowing how many secrets there are in Eorzea that Merisia brought with her to Empatheias? ] But perhaps you can still learn from my mistake.