[ ... He might be dead, but he watches. He can do that. She... has bloodlust in her... so, someone like him can... at least do that much.
There are little things he can do. Tiny, tiny things. Try his best to make sure she's at least able to recover... and oh, he tries. He does try.
And, one day, she might find a purple rose on her bed. In fact, every week, she might find some kind of purple flower somewhere nearby. It's really not much, but... he forgives her. Really... he does... but it's hard to even find the dreams of someone so deeply affected as she was. If he can't get there, he can't hope to help her...
The best chance he has is on the anniversary of the event itself; that's all he can do. And finally, finally, he is able to find her dreams--it is certainly exhausting. For someone without a soul, projecting like this is... well, hard, but he has to... for her. It's a simple thing, holding a purple flower for her, but... she should know. He can't exactly think of where to begin, this is all his fault... ]
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There are little things he can do. Tiny, tiny things. Try his best to make sure she's at least able to recover... and oh, he tries. He does try.
And, one day, she might find a purple rose on her bed. In fact, every week, she might find some kind of purple flower somewhere nearby. It's really not much, but... he forgives her. Really... he does... but it's hard to even find the dreams of someone so deeply affected as she was. If he can't get there, he can't hope to help her...
The best chance he has is on the anniversary of the event itself; that's all he can do. And finally, finally, he is able to find her dreams--it is certainly exhausting. For someone without a soul, projecting like this is... well, hard, but he has to... for her. It's a simple thing, holding a purple flower for her, but... she should know. He can't exactly think of where to begin, this is all his fault... ]