[He remains by her side, but he doesn't bother her anymore. He lets her pass into a peaceful sleep. No longer stroking her hair, he instead warmly clasps her hand, in thought about what she said. He speaks softly to himself.]
Rue... I don't want to stop feeling this sorrow for you.
I feel like I should try... I should try to help.
[It's that odd kind of feeling that started to emerge when he first was regaining his emotions. The feeling of making a choice of his own... even against the instructions of the ones who had watched over him.
He was starting to follow what he had of his heart.
Soon afterwards, he drifts off to sleep too, slumped over beside Rue, and still holding onto her hand.]
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Rue... I don't want to stop feeling this sorrow for you.
I feel like I should try... I should try to help.
[It's that odd kind of feeling that started to emerge when he first was regaining his emotions. The feeling of making a choice of his own... even against the instructions of the ones who had watched over him.
He was starting to follow what he had of his heart.
Soon afterwards, he drifts off to sleep too, slumped over beside Rue, and still holding onto her hand.]