>>Enya
He stared back at me with a poker face.
A red winged butterfly passed high above us, circling around but staying away, "Save the world?" He scoffed, "I don't give a shit about this world."
"Yea..." I replied, "Neither do I," I clenched my fists, "Yet, this is the only world where I got to meet him." He kept his eyes on me, "And this is the only world where you can meet her… again."
"..." He turned his body around,
"You lost someone important, didn't you?" I pointed at the grave, "You won't answer but I know."
"..." He didn't move.
"One doesn't end up in a state like yours, unless they've lost things." I looked around, "Clearly, you're at the peak of your profession. You're the Master of the Magic Tower." My gaze went back on him, "It means you've lost a beloved. Someone you were deeply in love with"
His hand twitched but he didn't answer
"And you're an elf," I said and his eyes widened for a moment, then he glared at me, "I know elves can only fall in love once."
