[ As his eyes linger on the pyre before them, Robin can't help but let his thoughts drift to his son, thinking of how much he longs to hold his sweet boy in his arms, to hear his voice, to see him smile. He wonders how many days he'll be condemned to endure on this ship, so far away from him.
Watching the flames dance before him, he feels utterly heartbroken for his companion. It's a pain that only another parent can understand. ]
She would have been a strong woman, with you as her mother.
[ He hopes his words don't offend, and he wonders if he should even say anything like that; it prolongs the conversation about her daughter, and maybe she would prefer that not happen at all. ]
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Watching the flames dance before him, he feels utterly heartbroken for his companion. It's a pain that only another parent can understand. ]
She would have been a strong woman, with you as her mother.
[ He hopes his words don't offend, and he wonders if he should even say anything like that; it prolongs the conversation about her daughter, and maybe she would prefer that not happen at all. ]