#kira: 🎶 HIT IT LIKE ROM POM POM POM 🎵

[wistrea]

this world always loved it's noble heroes, more so the tragedy it could weave with a heart that only intends to do good. kira would never admit that she doesn't understand something for her pride would never allow her, but she finds it difficult to grasp the weight of marth's intended sacrifice now that she hears him confess he knew the risks of his venture. did he truly love his world so much he would gamble never being able to see it again as long as it was safe? in duty there was sacrifice, that was certain. but how much was he willing to give without regret making a home in his heart following the aftermath of it all?

❛    you needn't worry.    ❜  the witch then says, idly picking a stray feather from her shoulder that undoubtedly one of her ravens had left behind as they always perched on her. ❛    when all is said and done, i'll find you a way back home. 'tis the least i can offer with the debt that ylisse will surely owe you for your efforts in aiding them in their troubles.    ❜ 

kira says it as if it is the easiest thing in the world to accomplish, ❛    you've made a friend in a very powerful witch, luck you. a portal brought you here, yes? then it'll take a portal to bring you up. sounds simple enough.    ❜ 

his already serious demeanor is quick to shift to something haunted , eyes lost to the traces of the wind ; nothingness . he can sense her assessment of him , but it bothers him not . he should expect nothing less , after all . his lack of skepticism and wariness is his own fault to mend . still , her questions sink deep into his heart , stirring the thoughts that tend to haunt him before he submits to grievous slumber . . . he's taken a risk , he's certain . of its conclusion , he's not so .

❛ i can't say with certainty that i will . ❜ his index finger circles the hilt of his blade ; an anxious habit he hardly realizes he has , ❛ i would be grateful , would that i could . but , i knew the risks that followed when i entered the portal that unraveled before me . ❜

the idea of his never returning to his time plagues him often , yet his self - sacrificing nature triumphs over the war with his doubts .