[Was it so cowardly to want to live? Surely it was natural for mortals, in most situations, to seek to avoid the cold embrace of death... but the men of legends, men like Achilles... she supposed they were different. Was it dedication to Patroclus, that made it so easy for him to just move to just eat despite what she knew now? Was it the heart of a warrior? The honor of a man of his country?]
... of course. Do help yourself.
[If this was the last time she saw him, she ought to see him off well. Maybe he wouldn't even remember her, once he left ALASTAIR's employ, and even if he did... he would soon be dead if they returned to their worlds at the exact moment of their departures, with nothing changed, like some people theorized.
So she tries to appear alright with things, pours the wine and helps serves the food... and it isn't even until halfway through that her sight starts to blur with tears.]
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... of course. Do help yourself.
[If this was the last time she saw him, she ought to see him off well. Maybe he wouldn't even remember her, once he left ALASTAIR's employ, and even if he did... he would soon be dead if they returned to their worlds at the exact moment of their departures, with nothing changed, like some people theorized.
So she tries to appear alright with things, pours the wine and helps serves the food... and it isn't even until halfway through that her sight starts to blur with tears.]