(And this is a tale that has him quiet, thoughtful, considering the sort of place this Gambler's Den could be. He imagines the dark alleys of Fodlan, the shadows and the abyss tucked away in those busy port cities and those glowing capitals. Places that he, admittedly, isn't very familiar with and hadn't thought much of until fairly recently. )
Sometimes people get so caught up in the hope of something better, they don't think about their present losses.
(He lifts his tea, thinking of, well, people. He thinks of Edelgard, so resolute and willing to make whatever sacrifices she'd need to accomplish her goals. Edelgard who was willing to make her first move regardless of who was in her way. He thinks of Dimitri, eager to a fault and so terribly kind that Claude almost feels sorry for him. Dimitri who who feels for others easily and could be a kind or hurt king some day. And he thinks of himself... The three of them are more alike than they'd ever be comfortable admitting.
What would the three of them do in that sort of this place? Keep playing to make things right. Keep playing to win more and more. Eventually cut their losses or accept whatever gains they might have and leave? It isn't that simple. There are people who would do anything for their dreams...)
... And sometimes people just don't realize how far they're willing to go until it's too late.
(It's a lesson to be learned. Something to keep in mind. And one he's taking the time to appreciate, as someone so young compared to someone incredibly older and more experienced with how a world can be.)
There are people who don't need a Gambler's Den or any special place to try their luck.
[ Something twinkles in Hua Cheng's dark gaze, almost - approving, in its way. Acknowledging. You're thinking, you're learning, as he takes this story of his wild city and lays it all out in front of him. Any number of people like Claude, like his classmates, have come and gone, through the mocking doorway of the Gambler's Den. And any number of them have come out with their heads held high, taking their earnings and victories with them.
But just as many have been dragged out, bloody, in tears, begging to go again, again, again - ]
Immortal or mortal, living or dead, all are fallible in the end. There is no turning back, when you've already committed yourself to putting it all on the line. [ A businessman, willing to put the life of his one and only daughter on the line for the success of his business and the downfall of his competitors. The fastest courier, placing bets with his own legs against the house.
A soldier in an unending war, bloodshed and death and strife at every turn, weapon in hand and life on the line. ] Sometimes all they need is the promise of a chance. It doesn't matter where they're placing their bets, when all they have is their eyes on the prize.
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Sometimes people get so caught up in the hope of something better, they don't think about their present losses.
(He lifts his tea, thinking of, well, people. He thinks of Edelgard, so resolute and willing to make whatever sacrifices she'd need to accomplish her goals. Edelgard who was willing to make her first move regardless of who was in her way. He thinks of Dimitri, eager to a fault and so terribly kind that Claude almost feels sorry for him. Dimitri who who feels for others easily and could be a kind or hurt king some day. And he thinks of himself... The three of them are more alike than they'd ever be comfortable admitting.
What would the three of them do in that sort of this place? Keep playing to make things right. Keep playing to win more and more. Eventually cut their losses or accept whatever gains they might have and leave? It isn't that simple. There are people who would do anything for their dreams...)
... And sometimes people just don't realize how far they're willing to go until it's too late.
(It's a lesson to be learned. Something to keep in mind. And one he's taking the time to appreciate, as someone so young compared to someone incredibly older and more experienced with how a world can be.)
There are people who don't need a Gambler's Den or any special place to try their luck.
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But just as many have been dragged out, bloody, in tears, begging to go again, again, again - ]
Immortal or mortal, living or dead, all are fallible in the end. There is no turning back, when you've already committed yourself to putting it all on the line. [ A businessman, willing to put the life of his one and only daughter on the line for the success of his business and the downfall of his competitors. The fastest courier, placing bets with his own legs against the house.
A soldier in an unending war, bloodshed and death and strife at every turn, weapon in hand and life on the line. ] Sometimes all they need is the promise of a chance. It doesn't matter where they're placing their bets, when all they have is their eyes on the prize.