[Ah. He's made a misstep, and it's obvious in his response that he regrets being so sure of his imagined scenario. He shakes his head now, and says:]
Then—don't mind them. Don't worry what your parents, in your world and in others, might think of you. [What parent would look on someone like James and not be proud of him? Jesus, if a different Jenny showed up (a real possibility given how many of Edward's friends are reincarnated), he'd call her his daughter with his whole heart, be proud of her.] You've forged a path that's all your own, with the name you made your own. Isn't that something worthy of being in the history books?
[That...catches him off-guard. He smiles, small and a little sad.]
...ah, James, lad, don't you worry about an old captain such as me. I don't mind being forgotten. I'd rather just raise my children in peace. [And he's an Assassin. It'd defeat the point of working in the shadows, if his name were to be written in the history books.] The only way my friends' names became so well-known was through their short lives and their violent ends. I'd rather live quietly and fade into obscurity, than to blaze my name in a flash of glory and leave my loved ones alone in the world.
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Then—don't mind them. Don't worry what your parents, in your world and in others, might think of you. [What parent would look on someone like James and not be proud of him? Jesus, if a different Jenny showed up (a real possibility given how many of Edward's friends are reincarnated), he'd call her his daughter with his whole heart, be proud of her.] You've forged a path that's all your own, with the name you made your own. Isn't that something worthy of being in the history books?
[That...catches him off-guard. He smiles, small and a little sad.]
...ah, James, lad, don't you worry about an old captain such as me. I don't mind being forgotten. I'd rather just raise my children in peace. [And he's an Assassin. It'd defeat the point of working in the shadows, if his name were to be written in the history books.] The only way my friends' names became so well-known was through their short lives and their violent ends. I'd rather live quietly and fade into obscurity, than to blaze my name in a flash of glory and leave my loved ones alone in the world.