Will We Burn

It wasn’t like a weight was lifted off his shoulders. Balthier probably wouldn’t have told Chimera as he wouldn’t have told anyone about him and Azzurra on any normal day. But the hurt and the rage, hidden well under his nerves was driving him into this insanity. He felt blindsided, if only right in this moment. Maybe if he had more time to clear his thoughts... it never felt like he could let this go though. It was fresh, but he felt like it would last forever. It’s what he got for being young and naive maybe.

"I don’t like to talk about it." Was his first and maybe blunt confession. But he listened to what Chimera had to say, if only a hint into some clarity of the relationship he had with Siten, not that Balthier really knew who that was. He sighed quietly, taking a seat as if to get comfortable. It wasn’t a long explanation, but one he didn’t really want to bring up. There seemed to be a theme growing with him. "I’ve always looked after her. Our mother was non-existent and our father abandoned us when we turned a year old." And the first tome they had kissed was when they went to The Hallows and found out that Aranea had passed. It was certainly not a happy story, but Chimera had some of his own too that wasn’t either. Maybe Balthier had thought everyone’s lives outside of his and Azzurra’s and his other siblings was much more perfect.

"Balthier Destruction"