[ There have been a lot of people who've come into Ephemera's life. Sometimes not for long, and often he only knew them through violence. Some tried to do the right thing. Even at cost. Always at cost.
He doesn't think he's ever meet anyone quite like Drake, though. Someone who would stay through a mess like this and try to ease the hurt. Maybe it's fitting that the other version of him met Drake like that. An telling sort of beginning. He wonders how it ended. If they were still friends at the end. He thinks they were. The empathy bond is intense and hard to sort through sometimes and Ephemera knows he gets so caught up in own stuff that he misses things he shouldn't, but the trust was there. Impossible to miss. And beyond that—
Well. They fought together. Drake carried his shield. And when it came down, Drake stayed to see this mess through.
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He doesn't think he's ever meet anyone quite like Drake, though. Someone who would stay through a mess like this and try to ease the hurt. Maybe it's fitting that the other version of him met Drake like that. An telling sort of beginning. He wonders how it ended. If they were still friends at the end. He thinks they were. The empathy bond is intense and hard to sort through sometimes and Ephemera knows he gets so caught up in own stuff that he misses things he shouldn't, but the trust was there. Impossible to miss. And beyond that—
Well. They fought together. Drake carried his shield. And when it came down, Drake stayed to see this mess through.
Ephemera shivers a little. Refocuses. ]
You've got a lot of faith in people.