[ There's so much warmth in these mundane memories. Michel relaxes as he listens, his hand still settled firm on Sinclair's shoulder.
Sinclair's smile now is like the sunlight, warm and gentle. He wants to remember this, too. ]
They always wanted your happiness above all else.
[ And perhaps that made the pain of losing them all the worse. But he feels certain... if Sinclair can keep moving towards that happiness, that would be enough. ]
no subject
Sinclair's smile now is like the sunlight, warm and gentle. He wants to remember this, too. ]
They always wanted your happiness above all else.
[ And perhaps that made the pain of losing them all the worse. But he feels certain... if Sinclair can keep moving towards that happiness, that would be enough. ]