[ Bastien’s smile is strained, when Byerly starts, but by the end of that little speech he’s huffing with quiet, flattered laughter—not that he thinks it’s a joke, he’s just happy, or at least happier. He gives By a squashed, fumbling kiss on the hair. ]
Honestly, it’s good that he didn’t want me.
[ His adorable children might not exist; Bastien might never have abandoned his life as a bard, might have sunk deeper into the Game, might never have come to Riftwatch, might never have reconnected with By at all.
Less realistically, yet more importantly: ]
I would have felt very guilty about leaving him for you.
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Honestly, it’s good that he didn’t want me.
[ His adorable children might not exist; Bastien might never have abandoned his life as a bard, might have sunk deeper into the Game, might never have come to Riftwatch, might never have reconnected with By at all.
Less realistically, yet more importantly: ]
I would have felt very guilty about leaving him for you.