[ sigma listens to the explanation with both wonder and a rising…bitterness in his heart. everything that she says feels so mundane it’s almost fantastical to him, like a dream that he’ll never be able to achieve.
he looks down. how would he be, if he had a life as gentle as that? would he even be himself at that point?
he wonders what the shadows would say if they heard him thinking like this. they probably would nag him to stop feeling sorry for himself and move on. he was dealt a bad hand, so all he can do is survive the best that he can with it.
still, it’s difficult to swallow down the envy completely. ]
It sounds self-indulgent. [ sigma sighs, not holding back a bitter smile. ] But some comedies are like that. There’s nothing wrong with it.
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he looks down. how would he be, if he had a life as gentle as that? would he even be himself at that point?
he wonders what the shadows would say if they heard him thinking like this. they probably would nag him to stop feeling sorry for himself and move on. he was dealt a bad hand, so all he can do is survive the best that he can with it.
still, it’s difficult to swallow down the envy completely. ]
It sounds self-indulgent. [ sigma sighs, not holding back a bitter smile. ] But some comedies are like that. There’s nothing wrong with it.