"Warm? Good heavens, and you call yourself a sky pirate," he teased, after seating himself across from her, crossing his arms atop the table.
Her question caused a frown and Balthier sighed gently. "I'm afraid that's a question I cannot answer; I've asked it myself quite a few times." He'd lost his older brothers and his mother; he'd shot his own father and whilst that man was now in Ivalice and they were attempting to repair their crumbling ties, he couldn't tell her that.
Reaching across the table, Balthier clasped a gloved hand over hers, squeezing slightly. "You've still got Ashe, Basch, Fran and I. And Larsa, though I wonder as to where your little lost puppy is today."
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Date: 2010-01-06 02:34 am (UTC)Her question caused a frown and Balthier sighed gently. "I'm afraid that's a question I cannot answer; I've asked it myself quite a few times." He'd lost his older brothers and his mother; he'd shot his own father and whilst that man was now in Ivalice and they were attempting to repair their crumbling ties, he couldn't tell her that.
Reaching across the table, Balthier clasped a gloved hand over hers, squeezing slightly. "You've still got Ashe, Basch, Fran and I. And Larsa, though I wonder as to where your little lost puppy is today."