[Elliot's eyes widen a little as he listens, as if something's just clicking into place for him.]
...You... really think so? [He turns away, looking a bit lost in thought.] Then... is that why...
[Why, when the first motive was revealed, the vision he saw was his nation at war? He hadn't thought himself important enough to make that sort of change, and even now, that seems improbable at best. Still, in a weird way, it almost, almost makes sense. He still thinks Rean and the others would have pulled through without him, but for the first time, he's coming to see what sort of place he held in Class VII.]
...heh. [It may be odd, to laugh - however bitterly - in response to that, but there it is. He turns back to Ayumu with a bittersweet smile.] You know... sometimes, you really sound just like him, with speeches like that.
It's... still not really anything I can make sense of, to be honest with you. But... thanks, Ayumu. I'll try to see it that way, too. No promises on how well I'll do, but I'll try.
[He considers voicing the last thought he has - that Ayumu isn't much different, in this regard - but decides to keep that to himself, for now. Instead, he simply repeats his previous sentiment and leaves it at that.]
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...You... really think so? [He turns away, looking a bit lost in thought.] Then... is that why...
[Why, when the first motive was revealed, the vision he saw was his nation at war? He hadn't thought himself important enough to make that sort of change, and even now, that seems improbable at best. Still, in a weird way, it almost, almost makes sense. He still thinks Rean and the others would have pulled through without him, but for the first time, he's coming to see what sort of place he held in Class VII.]
...heh. [It may be odd, to laugh - however bitterly - in response to that, but there it is. He turns back to Ayumu with a bittersweet smile.] You know... sometimes, you really sound just like him, with speeches like that.
It's... still not really anything I can make sense of, to be honest with you. But... thanks, Ayumu. I'll try to see it that way, too. No promises on how well I'll do, but I'll try.
[He considers voicing the last thought he has - that Ayumu isn't much different, in this regard - but decides to keep that to himself, for now. Instead, he simply repeats his previous sentiment and leaves it at that.]
Thank you.