[he calmly shook his head, that soft smile that he likely wouldn't see again in his own world being committed to his memory. he would press onwards with no regrets. it was sad, but he would take this sadness with him. he wouldn't regret it, but he had to learn from it. if he doubted himself, he didn't have what it took to make things right in the future.
this path wasn't wrong- it never would be wrong. even if it was impossible, it was smiles like hers and the end that were so beautiful that he couldn't help but ask himself, "why should I stop?" borrowed or not, it was his means in life, through others he would owe it to himself in the end. moving back until he was in front of her again, he dropped to the ground with a satisfied sigh, ready to move on]
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this path wasn't wrong- it never would be wrong. even if it was impossible, it was smiles like hers and the end that were so beautiful that he couldn't help but ask himself, "why should I stop?" borrowed or not, it was his means in life, through others he would owe it to himself in the end. moving back until he was in front of her again, he dropped to the ground with a satisfied sigh, ready to move on]
Is there anyone else that you know here, Illya?