[it's hard for stahn to watch—otome was the one person here now that knew the life beyond this world. she was the one person who knew how far leon had come, the ways he'd grown and changed.

she knew of the way he and stahn had fought as they tried to figure out what to do, how to get past their problems and dilemmas and fix a friendship that had been strained by circumstance. but upon his return to his own world, he was left with the harsh, harsh reality that he had no idea...

well, what happened to leon.

did he just return to the bottom of the sea? had there been another world that he found himself in, a place for him to start anew like stahn and otome both had so desperately wanted for him? there are still a lot of days where it hurts for stahn; leon was the most precious person in his world outside of his sister and grandfather...

and otome was the only one who really knew it.

but stahn is stahn. and maybe at one time, he would have sat that and said that he was sorry. sorry he couldn't save leon, sorry that she had to see nothing but a stone in his memory. but instead, what she'll get are words of fondness and quiet resolve.]

Wherever he is now... he can live freely. [he wants to believe that. even if he wonders those other things, what he truly wants to believe that leon found somewhere to be, that he would recover and live happily, even with them there alongside him. and also:] But he won't be forgotten here either. Not as our comrade, and not... as my best friend.

[see, leon? stahn did what he wanted, he saved their world so everyone could live happily, and now otome was there to be able to see that much too. they did well, somehow, they all did well.]