Corrin nods, staring down at the ground. "Yeah. Me too." She looks back up at him and smiles ruefully. "But we do what we have to to survive. And the longer we're alive, the more chances we have to...make it right." That's what she holds fast to, at least.
Well, that's more heartening. She grins, more genuinely now. "You're right, enough doom and gloom. We can't change our pasts, but we can work for a better future, here and at home. I'll keep that offer in mind Knoll, and extend to you the same in return. My sword is yours if you need it."
Corrin looks back out towards the night. Maybe the ghouls have better things to be doing tonight. But it's still a long way to sun-up and rest. She hums a familiar, comforting tune. "...destined to seek life beyond the shore, la-la la-la, la..." She turns back to look at Knoll, as an idea forming to pass the time more pleasantly. "Sing much, Knoll?"
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Well, that's more heartening. She grins, more genuinely now. "You're right, enough doom and gloom. We can't change our pasts, but we can work for a better future, here and at home. I'll keep that offer in mind Knoll, and extend to you the same in return. My sword is yours if you need it."
Corrin looks back out towards the night. Maybe the ghouls have better things to be doing tonight. But it's still a long way to sun-up and rest. She hums a familiar, comforting tune. "...destined to seek life beyond the shore, la-la la-la, la..." She turns back to look at Knoll, as an idea forming to pass the time more pleasantly. "Sing much, Knoll?"