[ adolphe did not die and enter this little slice of heaven.
elysia has not met him, but she knows of him because he's important to someone she loves. love is still something that comes to both of them, and she is selfish and loving and weak to those earnest enough to seek love to admit to it. not much else changes between them except for what yves chooses.
she wants him to choose something else, someone else.
she does not know his descent into insanity because of love yet even if she should have guessed it, but she is seeing it and sensing it now. it does not stop her from trying to reason with him.
[ yves has nothing and no one waiting for him. it is in a different twist of reality, where maybe lucas is willing to return home and so yves has no one that he's willing to follow. there is no one whose side he would rather be at, not when the other option is to lose himself entirely in the love of someone who loves him in return.
there is no one else for him to pursue. there is only one path forward, even though elysia is trying to dissuade him from it. she doesn't know it's already far, far too late for him.
he takes her hands in his, and her intertwines their fingers together. tangled, really, making it impossible to separate them cleanly. ideally, it will be impossible to separate them at all. ]
I want you, Ellie.
[ more than any future. what is the point of more days if he doesn't get to bask in the radiance of her attention and affection? they will only feel empty. ]
If you'll leave room for a future for yourself, then I'll take it on with you. If you choose that there's another way forward that you're willing to take, then I'll endure it with you, no matter what regrets or guilts it might weigh on you.
But if I can't convince you away from this—then it doesn't make me love you any less.
[ she lets their fingers intertwine, an entanglement she can see but does nothing about. not now, at least. she doesn't think it's too late. ]
I know you don't want to leave me, but I don't think there isn't a future where you can't fall in love with someone else who will fall in love with you, too.
[ she doesn't think she's special in that way. she thinks yves is easy to love. she thinks he'd be easy to love even if he didn't try to make it easier, even if she knows where loving everyone makes people doubt, and even though he broke how he processed his negative emotions and his pain. ]
Your road shouldn't end with me. Any choice I make is one I think will leave me with the least regrets. There isn't another way I'll consider.
... if you wanted a way forward without me, Ellie, you shouldn't have said anything at all.
[ but the way he says it is not a scolding or admonishment, but rather - simple fact. he keeps holding onto one of her hands, but the other guides her hand over his shoulder and behind him, just so that he can free his own hand to pull her closer at the same time. ]
As far as I'm concerned, this road led me to you. How can I think of a future with anyone else when the girl I love is also in love with me? I don't believe in things like fate or destiny, but if I'm forced to think about things in those terms, then I've decided that there's no one for me but you.
Maybe I did love everyone a little bit—but I fell for you so fast, so entirely... I'm not selfless enough to let you go after I get to have you.
Even if it's not forever.
But I want it to be for the rest of my life. I don't want to know a future without you, even if it's what you want for me. I think that'd be more of a punishment than a blessing, Ellie.
[ and would she really force him to endure that? did she really think that he would accept it?
not now, not in the way that his love overwhelms him so entirely ]
[ she doesn't resist or fight being brought closer even if her thoughts are running faster than how she slides her hand to rest at the nape of his neck. she could find a way to force him even it he wouldn't accept it, even if it's not what he wanted. she has it in her to scheme, but she also believes in free will and in people having a choice when they're afforded one. ]
I'm not so selfless as to think a future without me is a blessing. I would want you to miss me a little.
[ she's conceited enough for that, even if she is turning up the playfulness. ]
But if fate or destiny exists, I think it can be changed. And even if it can't, I think how you get there should be up to you.
[ she's vaguely reminded of a promise she once made to someone about seeing the end of the world together. ]
If you're so sure about me that you want to see the end together, do you know what that makes you?
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elysia has not met him, but she knows of him because he's important to someone she loves. love is still something that comes to both of them, and she is selfish and loving and weak to those earnest enough to seek love to admit to it. not much else changes between them except for what yves chooses.
she wants him to choose something else, someone else.
she does not know his descent into insanity because of love yet even if she should have guessed it, but she is seeing it and sensing it now. it does not stop her from trying to reason with him.
even if reason may no longer have any place. ]
I want you to have a future, Yves.
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there is no one else for him to pursue. there is only one path forward, even though elysia is trying to dissuade him from it. she doesn't know it's already far, far too late for him.
he takes her hands in his, and her intertwines their fingers together. tangled, really, making it impossible to separate them cleanly. ideally, it will be impossible to separate them at all. ]
I want you, Ellie.
[ more than any future. what is the point of more days if he doesn't get to bask in the radiance of her attention and affection? they will only feel empty. ]
If you'll leave room for a future for yourself, then I'll take it on with you. If you choose that there's another way forward that you're willing to take, then I'll endure it with you, no matter what regrets or guilts it might weigh on you.
But if I can't convince you away from this—then it doesn't make me love you any less.
So I still won't leave you.
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I know you don't want to leave me, but I don't think there isn't a future where you can't fall in love with someone else who will fall in love with you, too.
[ she doesn't think she's special in that way. she thinks yves is easy to love. she thinks he'd be easy to love even if he didn't try to make it easier, even if she knows where loving everyone makes people doubt, and even though he broke how he processed his negative emotions and his pain. ]
Your road shouldn't end with me. Any choice I make is one I think will leave me with the least regrets. There isn't another way I'll consider.
[ ... ]
Will you not let me leave you?
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[ but the way he says it is not a scolding or admonishment, but rather - simple fact. he keeps holding onto one of her hands, but the other guides her hand over his shoulder and behind him, just so that he can free his own hand to pull her closer at the same time. ]
As far as I'm concerned, this road led me to you. How can I think of a future with anyone else when the girl I love is also in love with me? I don't believe in things like fate or destiny, but if I'm forced to think about things in those terms, then I've decided that there's no one for me but you.
Maybe I did love everyone a little bit—but I fell for you so fast, so entirely... I'm not selfless enough to let you go after I get to have you.
Even if it's not forever.
But I want it to be for the rest of my life. I don't want to know a future without you, even if it's what you want for me. I think that'd be more of a punishment than a blessing, Ellie.
[ and would she really force him to endure that? did she really think that he would accept it?
not now, not in the way that his love overwhelms him so entirely ]
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I'm not so selfless as to think a future without me is a blessing. I would want you to miss me a little.
[ she's conceited enough for that, even if she is turning up the playfulness. ]
But if fate or destiny exists, I think it can be changed. And even if it can't, I think how you get there should be up to you.
[ she's vaguely reminded of a promise she once made to someone about seeing the end of the world together. ]
If you're so sure about me that you want to see the end together, do you know what that makes you?