He squeezed the hand he held. "Of course. I'm here for you, Genis," he encouraged softly. He would give Genis a few moments; if he didn't move, then Mithos would lead them over. They couldn't spare too much time, after all.
And it was...only a body. It wasn't really Raine--not anymore. It was just an empty shell that looked like her, just like that Tabatha. There was no soul in that shell. No, the corpse wasn't important; all that mattered was the Exsphere that held the soul.
...If only Martel's soul had been as lucky, instead of being absorbed into the great seed. They could've still spoken...
But what were a few millenia to a lifeless being?
"We'll revive her soon enough," he murmured, partly to Genis and partly to himself. "Then that time spent apart would just be nothing more than a useless memory."
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And it was...only a body. It wasn't really Raine--not anymore. It was just an empty shell that looked like her, just like that Tabatha. There was no soul in that shell. No, the corpse wasn't important; all that mattered was the Exsphere that held the soul.
...If only Martel's soul had been as lucky, instead of being absorbed into the great seed. They could've still spoken...
But what were a few millenia to a lifeless being?
"We'll revive her soon enough," he murmured, partly to Genis and partly to himself. "Then that time spent apart would just be nothing more than a useless memory."