[Attempted Lock to Gods & Close Friends; Voice]

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[While Apollo's voice sounds less defeated than it did before, it still carries that weight of dead, dark monotony

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[sine_sole_sileo]

['Looks' in Larsa's direction, hearing the rustling of papers and the scratch of a quill.]

It may be best if you were not here to listen to this, Larsa. I know not the reactions I may receive from those who will hear...

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...I will do my best.

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Thank you, dear heart.

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[Smiles a little belatedly, sadly.] You will let me return. There is someplace I must go.

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[However aware of the boundaries he must retain, Apollo breaches them to reach out and stroke the child emperor's cheek, blank eyes sad but hopeful.]

Take me home, ο Λόρδος μου. I know of some who may be able to aid me, but they dwell where only the dead may walk.

The dead, and... the gods.

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[Apollo smiles faintly, nodding-- he knew Larsa would feel this way. It breaks his heart to worry the boy, but he must.]

So too does it trouble my own heart, dear heart. But only there does the answer to my questions dwell.

[He's grown quite attached to Larsa, it's obvious in his body language and his face. The child emperor has cared for him and has treated him kindly; he strokes his cheek with his thumb, and says softly:]

I will return to Ivalice, to see you again.

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I will do everything in my power to see you crowned, Larsa. I promise you that.

[Bows his head slightly, eyes lowering.]

I thank you unconditionally for all you have done for me. I know not how to repay you.