[It’s nice, the words he says, and it’s almost confusing how Konoha finds herself feeling flattered by them even while knowing that realistically they are a bit empty. He can’t say for sure that she is a good and kind and hardworking mother, he doesn’t know that Gonta is the type to tell his daughter stories... but. If it’s sentiment... she’ll appreciate it.
She almost tells him, though... that she hopes he doesn’t. She’s sure, she’s convinced herself to be sure, that time has stopped in that world. Like how when she returned home from Lunatia and no one had noticed she’d been gone at all. It had to be like that, because otherwise... what if her sister-in-law couldn’t nurse her daughter? What if something happened to Komatsu? To her husband? What if she grew up warm and safe and loved but without any memory of the mother who had wanted her more than anything?]
You are?
[Despite her intent to be strong, she has to pull one hand from his to wipe at her eyes, quickly smear the hints of tears away. Maybe it’s better to think of someone else’s family-]
Is there someone you fancy... ? I suppose it might be hard for a sea captain to find a good woman...
[She’d have to be patient, wouldn’t she? And brave, to let her husband head out to sea not knowing if he’d come back...]
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[It’s nice, the words he says, and it’s almost confusing how Konoha finds herself feeling flattered by them even while knowing that realistically they are a bit empty. He can’t say for sure that she is a good and kind and hardworking mother, he doesn’t know that Gonta is the type to tell his daughter stories... but. If it’s sentiment... she’ll appreciate it.
She almost tells him, though... that she hopes he doesn’t. She’s sure, she’s convinced herself to be sure, that time has stopped in that world. Like how when she returned home from Lunatia and no one had noticed she’d been gone at all. It had to be like that, because otherwise... what if her sister-in-law couldn’t nurse her daughter? What if something happened to Komatsu? To her husband? What if she grew up warm and safe and loved but without any memory of the mother who had wanted her more than anything?]
You are?
[Despite her intent to be strong, she has to pull one hand from his to wipe at her eyes, quickly smear the hints of tears away. Maybe it’s better to think of someone else’s family-]
Is there someone you fancy... ? I suppose it might be hard for a sea captain to find a good woman...
[She’d have to be patient, wouldn’t she? And brave, to let her husband head out to sea not knowing if he’d come back...]