"In such circumstances, to still ponder how to defy fate... Can you truly shoulder such a burden? I worry for you, Ansel, because lately, you seem..."
Ravenna hesitated briefly before sighing softly, "You seem to be... struggling, yet you refuse to confide in us."
Having voiced these thoughts, Ravenna appeared to gain resolve. She turned to face Ansel directly, gazing into those sea-blue eyes that seemed to have lost their clarity, growing ever more profound.
"You said we should learn together how to live for ourselves. Now, I'm learning how to move forward with you, but you seem entangled by something still."
Ravenna reflected on the time spent with Ansel, from their days at Dispute Fortress to the present. She recalled how he had disguised himself as Faust, leisurely fulfilling scattered commissions for commoners, to his current state of brooding melancholy, rarely sharing his thoughts with them.
