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Thanks to You...

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Date: May '2016'
Location: Tu Vishan
Situation: Various
Warnings/Rating: Noted in starters

She had spent most of the last month just trying to heal from the injuries inflicted by her own dark magic, but she felt she had spent enough time on the sidelines. Almost dying had forced her to learn a lesson that she should have learned long ago, but pride and power had blinded her to her most serious faults. She had heard that sometimes you had to be broken before you could be fixed, if that was indeed true, then it was time. She had spent the months since Dante disappeared as a stagnant shell of her former self. She needed to let go, move on, and take an active role in her new home.

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"Because time in your world, in all our worlds, doesn't move forward from the time we were taken from," he said, brushing a hand through her hair in an effort to comfort her. "I've gone back and come back. He might be in danger, but time here won't count against you in your world. I'm not saying you shouldn't go back. But you don't have to worry about doing it before you're ready. You've been given that gift by being pulled here."

Not that Wan was sure how to get back anyway, but he figured Milyn at least might know a way.

"I still have a lot of work to do in my world. And I know that it's important to finish. But I have been there and I have seen that when we are brought here, time in our world does not pass for us. We are returned to the same point we left and our memories of this world are gone. You won't get to remember us when you go back. But you will be able to ready your own heart before you choose to do that. So please, don't let yourself worry so much. Allow yourself the time you have here to steady your heart."

Time standing still on her world wasn't the most comforting idea, but the lack of immediate danger to Malachi did defuse some of her stress.

"I just..." She shook her head, trying to allow herself to be comforted by the fact that he as back. She seemed to lack a purpose in Keeliai, but she could not count on Wan to find one for her. "You're right, I know you are... and I don't want to forget."

The shock of Wan's reveal about Meira was wearing off, but now other concerns were rising to take its place. "You didn't feel any pain, did you?"

The question seemed out of no where and at first he was confused. He hadn't been injured by anything. Unless she meant the pain of not being able to help her, the ache of failure that had gnawed away at him. That had, indeed, hurt him. But he wasn't sure that was the case.

So he just shook his head, his confusion leaking out of him and telling her more than his words did, "No. None. I've been fine."

That was a relief. "Good," she replied, "I was concerned that you might have felt something through the connection between our souls."

The recovery hadn't been easy. She assumed that part of the difficulty had been in her inability to let things go, since it wasn't until after her talk with Bakura that the pain had started to fade.

That got an eyebrow raise, "I can feel things through our connection. But not at a long distance. I felt you when you were close to me, just before you called my name. Kind of like... well, it's not as strong as what I feel with Aang. Or what I felt with Korra when she was here. I could tell exactly where both of them were, what direction and how far away at least, when they were both here. With you, it's kind of a... an echo? I guess. Of that kind of feeling. Much weaker and I lose it quickly when we aren't near to each other."

He feel into silence for a moment before meeting her eyes, "But if you ever need to share your pain with someone to help you get through it, you can always call me near and I'll take some of the burden from you. Even if our connection is weaker on my end, I will do all I can to ease whatever you're going through."

He had no idea how much of a relief it was to hear that. And now she was glad that he hadn't been there, even if all he felt was a echo.

"It's better now," she replied. It was the truth, but even if it hadn't been, she would have said the same thing. There was no way she was sharing anything like that with Wan. "I was just afraid that part of the reason that you were gone so long was that you were trying to get away..." she didn't add the last part, 'from me'.

"Not from you," he said, leaning his forehead against hers. "I did need to get away, though. I needed to have some time away from everything. I realized during that fight in your mind, that I had let my own confidence get the better of me. That I'd wanted our connection, the emotions I could send to you, to work so badly because I was convinced that it would be better than hurting you with your sword. But it hurt you a different way. And I allowed myself to be blind to that. I needed time to meditate on that and why I pushed you so hard into accepting what I wanted, instead of listening to what you actually needed.

"And it gave me time to re-evaluate some other things that I've been trying to figure out. I left because I needed a new perspective. You're a part of me, just as Raava is. I don't want to get away from either of you."

"It isn't your fault," she replied, "There is one major difference between what occurred on the cliffs of Evidet and what happened with Gene. Much as I regret my actions on Evidet, I was the one in control of my power at the time. But with Gene...I don't even remember attacking him, because the Void took control of my body. Just as Malicant once did, only I couldn't fight the Void alone as I did with that demon.

"So please, don't think that what happened was your fault, or that you couldn't help me properly because you didn't have the sword. The fact is that you did save me, even though I had given up the fight, you didn't stop fighting for me. Even when I tried to stop you, you came anyway."

That was both saddening and heartening to know.

"I don't give up easily. And I won't ever give up on you." Or any of his friends. But they weren't as relevant at the moment. "If you find yourself giving up again, just try to remember that. Maybe it will help give you hope when you need it most."

"I know, Frelser min sjel.," She said softly, "That is why nothing will ever change how I feel about you."

She loved him, not in the same way she had loved Dante, but, complex as love was, she recognized it as the same basic emotion. "Did your meditation help you find the answers that you needed?"

"Some," he said, shaking his head ruefully. His arms dropped away from her and he took a step back. "Not everything I was hoping for, but that's the way it is sometimes. You look for one thing and you often find something else. A new perspective was what I needed. And it's what I got. It was good for me. How have things been here, while I've been away?"

"Well," she replied, "A bunch of new foreigners showed up for about two weeks and then vanished, and Yunxu has managed to apprehend the people who attacked Akito. They were Chihuelans." She shrugged, "But otherwise not much has happened."

She was downplaying it, not wanting him to feel as if he'd missed out on important things.

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