[His tone is dry, obviously not serious, a dark sort of humour that the Caelums seem to love. He does pause and give her question actual thought, though, because she deserves that much from him. His hands drop the communicator into his lap and slide up to curl around hers, holding her as he ponders his answer.]
Can we go to Elysium? [is his mumble, finally.] I don't wanna be here anymore.
[Maybe it's cowardly, to want to escape this space that is suddenly too empty, even with four people still living in it. Maybe it's simply a silly fantasy, because entering her crystal isn't going anywhere, his body will remain. Still... he doesn't want to sit here expecting Ignis to turn the corner and keep being disappointed when it never happens. He doesn't want to look at the kitchen and keep noticing the absence of his oldest friend. Ignis isn't in Elysium, so to Elysium is where he'll go, if she's willing. Just for a while.]
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[His tone is dry, obviously not serious, a dark sort of humour that the Caelums seem to love. He does pause and give her question actual thought, though, because she deserves that much from him. His hands drop the communicator into his lap and slide up to curl around hers, holding her as he ponders his answer.]
Can we go to Elysium? [is his mumble, finally.] I don't wanna be here anymore.
[Maybe it's cowardly, to want to escape this space that is suddenly too empty, even with four people still living in it. Maybe it's simply a silly fantasy, because entering her crystal isn't going anywhere, his body will remain. Still... he doesn't want to sit here expecting Ignis to turn the corner and keep being disappointed when it never happens. He doesn't want to look at the kitchen and keep noticing the absence of his oldest friend. Ignis isn't in Elysium, so to Elysium is where he'll go, if she's willing. Just for a while.]