Truthfully, he knew almost nothing of Rinoa's past, from her or the other her he had known. All he knew was that she'd fought to save his hometown, and that was a good thing. It made him happy in ways he didn't know how to put into words. Freedom that his own family hadn't been able to win. That meant a lot.

"Frankly? I don't envy you whatever childhood you had. To have lived a life like that and run into the arms of an armed conflict for freedom? That says something about a person and their past. And I don't know what that would be."

Things worth having...

"Why can't they be?" he asks, voice soft and sad. "Why can't we have something easy once in a while?"