[He wants to interrupt so many times through this whole talk, but deep down he knows it would be best to just let Marco talk it out. It's really hard, but he does it. He'll have plenty to tell him after he's through. For now, he just rests against him and listens. Marco... was he really holding all of this in? He gives Marco's hand a little squeeze to keep him there, and for comfort. Ace hoped he would talk about this more. Though Marco says he doesn't understand, he's certainly doing a good job of knowing how Ace feels. And yet at the same time, not completely.
When Marco hugs him he embraces him back tightly, and refuses to let go. A few tears begin to fall, but he doesn't care at the time.] I'm saying this now, and don't you even think of arguing it. Nothing you ever do will be second best. You're right, I want to go home and be with everyone. But like I said, I know I can't, and you promising to make this place as great as possible for me has meant everything. It's not the home I want, but it's still home, and I'm glad I have it, and I'm even happier that you've made it so much better. You have, Marco, you've really made Luceti better for me. So don't worry about bringing me back to life, because I'm alive here, and that's what counts.
And I... I don't want to let my death keep getting in the way. But I can't ignore it. It's just... really hard to keep moving on from it sometimes. I wake up every morning and look at the scar and remember it all. [A shaky sigh.] I try not to think about it, I really do, but... it's not that easy.
[He takes deep breaths to try and calm himself a little so his emotions don't take over. Not anger, but sadness. He'd rather not break down right now.] This is what I meant before. I know you have faith that I can move on from all this stuff, but it doesn't mean anything if I don't know how to move on from it. And I'm not sure how to ask you to help.
[He tugs Marco just a little closer, if not for the only reason of feeling more secure.] I promise, though... I'll never give up.
I think this is the longest tag I've ever gotten. not from you, just in general
When Marco hugs him he embraces him back tightly, and refuses to let go. A few tears begin to fall, but he doesn't care at the time.] I'm saying this now, and don't you even think of arguing it. Nothing you ever do will be second best. You're right, I want to go home and be with everyone. But like I said, I know I can't, and you promising to make this place as great as possible for me has meant everything. It's not the home I want, but it's still home, and I'm glad I have it, and I'm even happier that you've made it so much better. You have, Marco, you've really made Luceti better for me. So don't worry about bringing me back to life, because I'm alive here, and that's what counts.
And I... I don't want to let my death keep getting in the way. But I can't ignore it. It's just... really hard to keep moving on from it sometimes. I wake up every morning and look at the scar and remember it all. [A shaky sigh.] I try not to think about it, I really do, but... it's not that easy.
[He takes deep breaths to try and calm himself a little so his emotions don't take over. Not anger, but sadness. He'd rather not break down right now.] This is what I meant before. I know you have faith that I can move on from all this stuff, but it doesn't mean anything if I don't know how to move on from it. And I'm not sure how to ask you to help.
[He tugs Marco just a little closer, if not for the only reason of feeling more secure.] I promise, though... I'll never give up.