Nenyve x Branor

## Nenyve x Branor
## C
\f[1|Branor]\m[1|2]\w[5]
\s[2]
Wait a minute... Nenyve? Nenvye!|
\s[-2]

\w[16]
\f[5|Nenyve]
\s[5]
What? What is it-- Hold on... Branor?|

\s[2]
Yeah. It's me.|

\s[5]
It's been... a while. Haven't seen\n
you for almost what? 3 years now?|

\s[2]
Closer to four, but yeah. How've you\n
been? With your whole... fishing thing.|

\s[5]
I was good, up until this war started.|

\s[2]
That's good to hear at least.|

\s[5]
... There's something you're not\n
telling me. Is it about Dinadan?\n
I don't see him with you, and you\n
two were practically glued together.|\n
Did you get into a big fight after I\n
left? He quit the merchant business?|

\s[2]
... He's dead, Nenyve.|

\s[5]\m[5|5]
W-what!? But...|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]

\m[5|4]\w[4]
\s[4]
Wait, Branor! What do you mean he's... dead.|
\s[-2]

## B
\f[2|Branor]\f[5|Nenyve]
\s[5]
... I'm sorry, Branor. You two\n
were close, I can't begin to\n
understand how this hurts you.|

\s[2]
You didn't do anything wrong. Hell,\n
you made the best decision any of\n
us did: you left before that job.|

\s[5]
... I have a question for you though.\n
Why the bandanna? I've seen you fight,\n
and you don't even take it off then.|\n
Did you hurt your eyes or something?|

\s[2]
No. It's... It serves as a reminder\n
for how blind I was in the past, and\n
how blind I still am right now.|

\s[5]
I know you're hurting but... I have to\n
be honest, Branor. That is the stupidest\n
thing I think you've ever said to me.|\n
How does physically blinding yourself\n
help you change your outlook on the world?|\n
If anything, it's changing your mental\n
blindness into a literal one. Stop this.|

\s[2]
I can't. Not yet... Not until I...|

\s[5]
Branor... You know what, this is my\n
fault, I never should have brought\n
this up. Let's change topics then.|\n
How... Er... I'm not good at this.|

\s[2]
That hasn't changed much. Still the\n
same socially awkward Nenyve.|\n
... Dinadan liked that about you.|

\s[5]
Branor, no...|

\s[2]
He... He missed you a lot, after you\n
left, and I p-promised him we'd go\n
l-look for you after that j-job--|

\s[5]\m[5|5]
Branor!\b[5|1] Please!|

\m[2|2]\f[2|Branor_1]
\s[2]
God... I'm sorry... I'm a mess...\n
Normally it doesn't hurt this bad.|

\s[5]
It's okay, it's okay. I'll stay\n
as long as you need me to. I'm\n
not going anywhere anytime soon.|
\s[-2]

## A
\f[2|Branor_1]\b[2|2]\f[5|Nenyve]
\s[2]
Gah...\b[2|0] I can't believe I bawled\n
like that in front of you...|

\s[5]\e[5|1]
Heh... Wouldn't be the first time\n
a man cried in front of me...\e[5|0] Sorry,\n
that was mean, wasn't it? I didn't--|

\s[2]\e[2|1]
It's fine. I'm... better now at least.\e[2|0]\n
Before, every time I saw you, I was\n
reminded of Dan and it tore me up.|\n
I guess I needed that cry more than\n
I realized...|

\s[5]