[...This is quickly plummeting further and further into dangerous territory. He's been thinking about that word happiness a lot in the past few months, turning it over and over in his mind until he can't stand it anymore and he wants to rip it out. And he still isn't sure if he remembers what it means. Before he'd come to Luceti, he knew he would finally be happy as soon as he could bring Martel back to his side and give her the world he'd always dreamed of.
He doesn't know anymore. She didn't want it, she wouldn't have been happy... So where is he supposed to find it? Happiness. He hates every letter of it.]
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He doesn't know anymore. She didn't want it, she wouldn't have been happy... So where is he supposed to find it? Happiness. He hates every letter of it.]
...Eat your food, and leave me alone.