[Honestly, it was probably Excalibur that had kept Bedivere from dying of stress and grief. Fifteen hundred years was a long time to carry those regrets, and there had been so much trouble outside of that too.]
He certainly is. I do have to thank him for everything, I would have died on the shores of Avalon if not for his intervention.
[It was just like him to take the humor and turn it into genuine praise.
When his chin was tipped up, Bedivere did look to Dazai. The smile made him smile in return, but his eyes were still heavy with sadness. It was such a difficult thing to talk about, but he knew he had to do it.
Still, he reached up to cover Dazai's hand with his own.]
I do love her, very much so. She is my king, and even now as a Servant she still has my undying loyalty.
...I failed her. I disobeyed her orders, and she had to suffer for 1,500 years until I finally found her again. By the time I found her, her personality had been so eroded by Rhongomyniad's influence that she was a shell of her former self. She-
[He stopped abruptly, his voice cracking mid-sentence. He had to swallow hard to regain control of himself, though there was a bit of wetness at the corners of his eyes now too.]
Well. You saw the memories. My king was no longer my king. And I had to stop her, and the rest of the Round Table.
That is my legend, which made me eligible to be summoned as a heroic spirit. Not my time in the far past, traveling with my fellow knights, but the time when I had to stand up to all of them to fix my mistakes. And it is why Airgetlám is my Noble Phantasm, even though I never carried this silver arm during any of the legends of the past.
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He certainly is. I do have to thank him for everything, I would have died on the shores of Avalon if not for his intervention.
[It was just like him to take the humor and turn it into genuine praise.
When his chin was tipped up, Bedivere did look to Dazai. The smile made him smile in return, but his eyes were still heavy with sadness. It was such a difficult thing to talk about, but he knew he had to do it.
Still, he reached up to cover Dazai's hand with his own.]
I do love her, very much so. She is my king, and even now as a Servant she still has my undying loyalty.
...I failed her. I disobeyed her orders, and she had to suffer for 1,500 years until I finally found her again. By the time I found her, her personality had been so eroded by Rhongomyniad's influence that she was a shell of her former self. She-
[He stopped abruptly, his voice cracking mid-sentence. He had to swallow hard to regain control of himself, though there was a bit of wetness at the corners of his eyes now too.]
Well. You saw the memories. My king was no longer my king. And I had to stop her, and the rest of the Round Table.
That is my legend, which made me eligible to be summoned as a heroic spirit. Not my time in the far past, traveling with my fellow knights, but the time when I had to stand up to all of them to fix my mistakes. And it is why Airgetlám is my Noble Phantasm, even though I never carried this silver arm during any of the legends of the past.