[There's a long pause before Luke thinks to answer. All of those are things he thinks about, too. He likes looking up and seeing the fonbelt. He likes to see his friends looking at him with smiles on their faces after they accomplish something to help their world. He likes to sleep on the Albiore. He likes to go to his parents' room and see his mother, the corners of her eyes crinkling as she smiles at the sight of her son...
The message from the Malnosso made him think about all of these things, though his thoughts are divided thanks to a certain someone commenting to the post. If someone could live thanks to this... Even if the planet they were anchored to wasn't the best one...
He snaps out of his thoughts for a moment to glance down at the journal. ... Right, Ion was talking. And Luke can't help feeling a sting in his chest thanks to all that. Ion... Even if he went back, he wouldn't be able to enjoy those things unless he partnered with someone from Auldrant, maybe. Luke isn't sure if he understood that part of it. But still...]
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The message from the Malnosso made him think about all of these things, though his thoughts are divided thanks to a certain someone commenting to the post. If someone could live thanks to this... Even if the planet they were anchored to wasn't the best one...
He snaps out of his thoughts for a moment to glance down at the journal. ... Right, Ion was talking. And Luke can't help feeling a sting in his chest thanks to all that. Ion... Even if he went back, he wouldn't be able to enjoy those things unless he partnered with someone from Auldrant, maybe. Luke isn't sure if he understood that part of it. But still...]
... Writing it down helps.