[that confidence and over-the-top response is... so very leon. it's so very leon in the best way possible, really.
it brings the brightest of grins to his face, because for the first time, he feels like leon is committed to what they're doing now. even though he knows that it wasn't a decision that was made lightly (leon doesn't make true snap decisions, after all), there's always been an edge of uncertainty that followed it. the slight reluctance and nervousness, and maybe even a lack of trust that stahn would follow through on his word.
stahn doesn't blame him for that, of course. the idea of what they're doing is still new to him too, after all. when this journey started, he was sure that he just needed to prove himself as worthy enough to be a soldier, he was sure that leon would be a valuable ally that could help him improve his swordsmanship. he expected friendship at best—never what it's turn out to be. he didn't expect the invigorating feeling of holding hands, he didn't expect the way his heart pounds so fast on those rare occasions where leon smiles. he didn't expect that even something as simple as agreeing on their choices could make him feel a little breathless.]
Right. We've never lost before, so there's no reason to start now! [they're a good team, after all. on the battlefield, they've always been good at covering each other's backs, especially as times when they were the only melee fighters in the group. and if they could do that... well, they'd be good partners in any situation, stahn is sure of it.
it's strange, to be on the same page with leon in this sort of way. but it's a good kind of strange. it's the kind of strange he wants to embrace, or bottle. it's the kind of strange he knows will carry him through. they have so much to look forward to once tomorrow is through, and any doubts he may have had about that... or about their status are completely erased now. even if they're just standing there hand-in-hand, watching their breath in the cold air as they were before... it feels different. warmer. more secure.
if this is what the future holds, there's no way stahn made the wrong decision. it's just impossible, right? it has to be. this is... the right choice for them.]
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it brings the brightest of grins to his face, because for the first time, he feels like leon is committed to what they're doing now. even though he knows that it wasn't a decision that was made lightly (leon doesn't make true snap decisions, after all), there's always been an edge of uncertainty that followed it. the slight reluctance and nervousness, and maybe even a lack of trust that stahn would follow through on his word.
stahn doesn't blame him for that, of course. the idea of what they're doing is still new to him too, after all. when this journey started, he was sure that he just needed to prove himself as worthy enough to be a soldier, he was sure that leon would be a valuable ally that could help him improve his swordsmanship. he expected friendship at best—never what it's turn out to be. he didn't expect the invigorating feeling of holding hands, he didn't expect the way his heart pounds so fast on those rare occasions where leon smiles. he didn't expect that even something as simple as agreeing on their choices could make him feel a little breathless.]
Right. We've never lost before, so there's no reason to start now! [they're a good team, after all. on the battlefield, they've always been good at covering each other's backs, especially as times when they were the only melee fighters in the group. and if they could do that... well, they'd be good partners in any situation, stahn is sure of it.
it's strange, to be on the same page with leon in this sort of way. but it's a good kind of strange. it's the kind of strange he wants to embrace, or bottle. it's the kind of strange he knows will carry him through. they have so much to look forward to once tomorrow is through, and any doubts he may have had about that... or about their status are completely erased now. even if they're just standing there hand-in-hand, watching their breath in the cold air as they were before... it feels different. warmer. more secure.
if this is what the future holds, there's no way stahn made the wrong decision. it's just impossible, right? it has to be. this is... the right choice for them.]