[ Rodya's words don't find any judgment from him; she could have been cold and he would not have judged it, which probably says a lot about him, but it's fine. ]

You understand that is asking for far too much.

[ Blade says wryly, looking at the drink right in front of him after she says that, expression unreadable for a moment.

'Make more memories', was it? He wonders, if someone had said that to Nero, if he would have acted differently. And Diluc, well...he doesn't think anything could have changed what happened, though he has thought about it constantly. But, he lets it all pass. ]

...isn't fun more adequate for you? [ Blade lets out a small laugh, a little off. ] I can't guarantee anything, Rodya. Not someone like me. I've had the exact kind of goal you could never stand, for so long, and I am hardly ever in my right mind.

Even so, I believe now...I want more time, even if that is impossible. To make it last. Even though I was never supposed to be granted this amount of time in the first place. Perhaps, even though I have sinned, I've only grown more selfish. However, I can't bring myself to care. Spending time with you has become memorable. I wonder, though...if you might find that amusing, coming from me?