[He sighed hearing mention of his daughter again. It was hard knowing she was still out there and he might never see her again.]
Don't let him fool you, Ignis, the whole thing was a dark period. Madoka might have made it a little easier at times, but we were captives and powerless to the Voidtrecker forces, whoever they were. He's suffered greatly and I wouldn't expect him to open up, especially when he isn't feeling safe with you three to begin with.
[He wanted to go on, to tell Ignis off again about how the other young men should be rallying around Gladio to help him deal with what he'd been through not sniffling over something stupid, but he held his tongue. If that wasn't a display of how much he wanted to get along with this new Ignis, nothing was.]
No, the Void... [He took a second to think of how to describe it.] It wasn't nothing and it wasn't darkness. There were colors and shapes inside it. The elves in our train said they heard voices and singing. I learned later that was a way they described their magic. So whether it was literally singing or not, I never did figure out, but it could drive a person mad. If you looked at the Void long enough or listened too closely, you'd hear or see things that were terrifying and they wouldn't be able to describe it later.
People got sick from the Void. We never did figure out how that happened, but it wasn't just in someone's mind, although it often was. A little boy said he kept hearing violins playing and even though he was a violinist, the sound was enough to make him cry in fear. I'm sure it sounds like I'm adding to my story here for affect, but I assure you, I'm not.
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[He sighed hearing mention of his daughter again. It was hard knowing she was still out there and he might never see her again.]
Don't let him fool you, Ignis, the whole thing was a dark period. Madoka might have made it a little easier at times, but we were captives and powerless to the Voidtrecker forces, whoever they were. He's suffered greatly and I wouldn't expect him to open up, especially when he isn't feeling safe with you three to begin with.
[He wanted to go on, to tell Ignis off again about how the other young men should be rallying around Gladio to help him deal with what he'd been through not sniffling over something stupid, but he held his tongue. If that wasn't a display of how much he wanted to get along with this new Ignis, nothing was.]
No, the Void... [He took a second to think of how to describe it.] It wasn't nothing and it wasn't darkness. There were colors and shapes inside it. The elves in our train said they heard voices and singing. I learned later that was a way they described their magic. So whether it was literally singing or not, I never did figure out, but it could drive a person mad. If you looked at the Void long enough or listened too closely, you'd hear or see things that were terrifying and they wouldn't be able to describe it later.
People got sick from the Void. We never did figure out how that happened, but it wasn't just in someone's mind, although it often was. A little boy said he kept hearing violins playing and even though he was a violinist, the sound was enough to make him cry in fear. I'm sure it sounds like I'm adding to my story here for affect, but I assure you, I'm not.