Rubbing at her back as Anna cries into his shoulder, Lloyd has to stop himself from tearing up due to some fucked up mixture of guilt and relief. The tension that's lingered in the air between them for the better part of a decade has finally been cleared, and Lloyd's so grateful. But then comes the knowledge that it would have been cleared earlier had Lloyd just believed his mother, and regardless of what Anna says to excuse it, he can't quite forgive himself for being so awful to her when she's clearly been suffering.
There are still some unanswered questions, though. Where's Kratos, for one. Though Lloyd knows better than to get his hopes up on his father being miraculously alive and well somewhere in Spira - (he knows, had that been the case, that Anna would have searched for him immediately) - there's a part of him that clamors for proper knowledge on just what happened to him, the father he never got to say goodbye to. And Lloyd wants to ask, opens his mouth to do just that, but pays attention to how Anna clings to him and sobs, to how Zelos stands only feet away, and closes his mouth again, instead pressing a kiss to Anna's hair. He can ask later.
Lloyd gets the feeling it won't be a great story to tell.
There are other things he wants to ask, too. What Fayth are, why he can see them but Sheena and Zelos and Colette couldn't, who Yuan was, what happened during Anna's time in Spira. They all linger heavily in his mind, curious despite himself and the knowledge that whatever his mother had gone through must have ended in tragedy. But for now, he stands, hugging her close, and takes in the comfort that even though he's lost his home and everyone else he's known, Anna remains.
"Thank you for being patient with me," Lloyd mumbles, closing his eyes. "I promise I won't be an asshole like that again. And... I'm glad you're alive, mom. I was -" he takes a deep breath, letting it go with a sigh. "I was afraid you weren't after what happened in Zanarkand."
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There are still some unanswered questions, though. Where's Kratos, for one. Though Lloyd knows better than to get his hopes up on his father being miraculously alive and well somewhere in Spira - (he knows, had that been the case, that Anna would have searched for him immediately) - there's a part of him that clamors for proper knowledge on just what happened to him, the father he never got to say goodbye to. And Lloyd wants to ask, opens his mouth to do just that, but pays attention to how Anna clings to him and sobs, to how Zelos stands only feet away, and closes his mouth again, instead pressing a kiss to Anna's hair. He can ask later.
Lloyd gets the feeling it won't be a great story to tell.
There are other things he wants to ask, too. What Fayth are, why he can see them but Sheena and Zelos and Colette couldn't, who Yuan was, what happened during Anna's time in Spira. They all linger heavily in his mind, curious despite himself and the knowledge that whatever his mother had gone through must have ended in tragedy. But for now, he stands, hugging her close, and takes in the comfort that even though he's lost his home and everyone else he's known, Anna remains.
"Thank you for being patient with me," Lloyd mumbles, closing his eyes. "I promise I won't be an asshole like that again. And... I'm glad you're alive, mom. I was -" he takes a deep breath, letting it go with a sigh. "I was afraid you weren't after what happened in Zanarkand."