[It could be another replica, a different one, not Luke. That's not- those aren't Luke's clothes. That's not-
He knows my name.
Guy takes a shaky step forward.
There's no reason for him to believe that's Luke, or believe that's the Luke he knows. It could be Asch. It could be a trick; some kind of image, or something Lorelei's done.
He responded to my voice.
Guy grips the hilt of his katana so hard his knuckles hurt. It's absurd. This is what he's been coming here for, what he's been waiting for, and he still can't just let himself believe it's true. It feels too good to be true. This feels too much like a gift and Guy- he's learned too well how to look for the evil in good things. Nothing is ever purely good, nobody has ever done anything purely out of the goodness of their heart. Whether they're trying to further their political goals, atone for some wrongdoing, protect something dear to them at the cost of someone else's life- nothing is purely good. Nothing.
But Guy is already running to where Luke is.]
Luke? Lu-ke? [Guy's voice cracks as his vision blurs and he drops his sword, falling to his knees in the middle of the flowers and pulling Luke up by his shoulders.] Are you- Luke, are you-
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Date: 2016-06-23 04:44 am (UTC)He knows my name.
Guy takes a shaky step forward.
There's no reason for him to believe that's Luke, or believe that's the Luke he knows. It could be Asch. It could be a trick; some kind of image, or something Lorelei's done.
He responded to my voice.
Guy grips the hilt of his katana so hard his knuckles hurt. It's absurd. This is what he's been coming here for, what he's been waiting for, and he still can't just let himself believe it's true. It feels too good to be true. This feels too much like a gift and Guy- he's learned too well how to look for the evil in good things. Nothing is ever purely good, nobody has ever done anything purely out of the goodness of their heart. Whether they're trying to further their political goals, atone for some wrongdoing, protect something dear to them at the cost of someone else's life- nothing is purely good. Nothing.
But Guy is already running to where Luke is.]
Luke? Lu-ke? [Guy's voice cracks as his vision blurs and he drops his sword, falling to his knees in the middle of the flowers and pulling Luke up by his shoulders.] Are you- Luke, are you-