Am I Already Dead

Balthier wasn't entirely dumb, and he could feel more the way Azzie reacted as he leaned down to kiss her again. He didn't pull away immediately though. A disbelief, a want, he held onto what was left between them. He wouldn't see the fear she had as he grabbed onto her again, or rather ignore it if he did. It was to be expected of him at this point.

When they were pulled away from each other and Azzurra had said her goodbye it was clear enough to him that this was it. He looked down at her with a sort of disappointment, sadness, still that way of trying to guilt trip her. But he finally let go of around her foreleg. He wouldn't say anything to her, just that stuck glare at her. But he would finally back up and turn away himself. It was an easy goodbye, or a kind one. But it was done. He'd sail away on the raft towards the Bifrost and The Hallows, and maybe Azzurra could feel free of him. Not that those thoughts were on his mind. He couldn't be relieved that this is what was best for his sister.

"Azzurra & Balthier"