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[axeofoath]

A-ah...I didn't finish all of the laundry...The kitchen needs to be swept, too...

[It's the hushed voice of a young man, sounding both longing and peaceful. Gremio, sitting against the side of a building near the fountain, doesn't register the change in scenery quite immediately. But several seconds later...]

E-eh? C-could this be-?

[He's not sure what he expected to see upon dying, but this...probably wasn't it.]

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[axeofoath]

I-I see...They must have their reasons, but--Well, I suppose we should be glad to have an alliance with them...[Better than having a war, he thinks.]

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[stargathering]

It's good for everyone... I have faith that it'll help keep Toran safe, too... [ Lalala, just thinking of home.;; Riou's war is pretty awful to Tyr. ]

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[axeofoath]

Then maybe it's for the best. Toran's safety, and the safety of the people who live there, is important. [No hugging, but he does put a hand on Tyr's shoulder.]

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[stargathering]

[ Tyr doesn't mind that hand at all. He takes hold of it in his free hand. ] I wish you could see the future... It's almost like old times.

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[axeofoath]

[Gladly, Gremio smiles warmly towards him. He's still in a certain amount of shock from everything but he believes wholeheartedly in Tyr. Because of this, he can say with absolute sincerity-] I'll catch up with you eventually and see it for myself, Young Master. In the meantime, we can enjoy the time we have here.