❛ do you think i’m a good person? ❜ [ syl to your character of choice ]
a meme i'm too lazy to link | accepting but slow
“ 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍, 𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐍? ” her voice is high and sweet, revealing nothing of her own thoughts, her own feelings about the subject. she doesn't answer, at least not in the manner he wants; no, instead she turns the question back on him. “ i think what you think matters far more than what i think. ”
[ you already know what he thinks, after all. if he thought himself a good person, he would hardly need to ask. ]
she turns her cornflower-blue gaze up to the stained glass of the cathedral, where the early morning sunlight dances in patchwork colors before cascading over the stone floor. the towering image of saint seiros diffuses across his face in splotches of green and gold, softly haloed against russet waves; on impulse, she reaches out and brushes away the curtain of auburn strands away from where they hang against his forehead, as much to get a better look at his eyes as it is for the contact.
something glints, metallic, in the sunlight at his feet — a shield, in a familiar, softly glowing gold — and at once the pieces snap into place. her hand falls to his shoulder and gives a firm, gentle squeeze before sliding into the pew beside him.
“ do you think i’m a bad person? ” she asks. she turns forward, staring at the crumbling, ruined pulpit, before tipping her head onto his shoulder. “ they were my friends, too. i fought them, just like you did. if you’re a bad person, then that makes me one, too. ”
she closes her eyes, and for a long moment, she’s silent, the only sound in the cathedral the syncopated sound of their breathing. she thinks of annie, and at once feels selfish; how can she think of herself at a time like this?
[ why should you be spared, after all? he has buried two of his oldest friends, and will likely bury another soon. why should you be granted mercy when he will not? ]
“ it seems like only yesterday we were all here together, ” she whispers, voice thick. “ we never could get felix to sing the hymns, could we? ”