Living in hope

[replicatedcourage]

Who: Sola and anyone
Where: Plaza, in front of the coral
When: After his network post
Status: Open to all


[Sola isn't stupid. He's naive and gullible, yes, but he isn't plain stupid. Somewhere, deep down, he knows that sitting here in front of the coral and wishing or hoping or even praying won't bring Link back. It hadn't brought Ion back, or any of his other friends who'd been tossed back to their own worlds.

But what if, this time...?

He'd sat with Darkleer for a time before, watching the coral, and not too long after Signless had returned. He'd sat in front of the coral for days after waking up and finding Johnny had died and his matesprit had come back to him. There's just as much of a chance that Link could return.

Right?

He has to hope. Because without hope, what else is there? Maybe he's stubborn, maybe he even knows it's futile, but he has to hope.

So here he is, sitting on the ground in front of the massive edifice of undersea polyps. Waiting. Watching.

Hoping.]

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[replicatedcourage]

[Sola let's out a sigh. Everything is always "wait and see" or "maybe" or even sometimes "when you're older". It's frustrating, but there's not a lot of help for it.

He indulges in leaning against Sufferer's knee for another long moment, managing to fight down his frustration from turning into any sort of tantrum, then gets to his feet.]

Did you still want to have tea?

[onlyasign]

[Good boy, Sola. Sufferer likes seeing how he controls himself and simply accepts that some things have no answers.]

I would like that very much.

[replicatedcourage]

[With a small smile, Sola offers his hand to his dad to help him up off the bench, though should he take it he won't simply let go after that. He'd prefer to walk back to Sufferer's hive hand in hand, glad for Sufferer and the others that are still here in the bubble.]