[Edward shuffles his feet in the air, and his eyebrows lift in surprise when one boot touches down. He lands softly, still holding both her hands.]
Ah... have you landed too?
[Unfortunately, her attempts at cheering him up don't go so well.]
Forgive me, my lady, but I stopped believing in the cause years ago.
[What had the cause even been? British superiority? Showing the continentals who was boss? Colonies? None of those things were worth the massacre Edward saw at the Somme.]
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Ah... have you landed too?
[Unfortunately, her attempts at cheering him up don't go so well.]
Forgive me, my lady, but I stopped believing in the cause years ago.
[What had the cause even been? British superiority? Showing the continentals who was boss? Colonies? None of those things were worth the massacre Edward saw at the Somme.]