[Archer finds the letter not long after. He quickly skims first few pages until he gets to the letter. This he takes time to read, pausing from time to time. His expression changes - from the surprise mixed with concern at first, through bewilderment to settle on a frown as he reads the final words.
It's unsettling to think someone idolizes him and loves him, perhaps the first more than the latter. There's the old, deep set feeling of not deserving good things, and the doubt if the one Ginia loves is truly him, or some idealized image. There's bewilderment at how things progressed without him realizing. There's also a hint of annoyance at Ginia using his real name that he never shared with anyone but Caster.
'Let that be a final act of love.'
For a long time he just stands here, not looking at anything in particular. Finally he carefully folds the letter and hides it at the bottom of the drawer. Archer leaves the temple with a frown, heading straight to the archery range.
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It's unsettling to think someone idolizes him and loves him, perhaps the first more than the latter. There's the old, deep set feeling of not deserving good things, and the doubt if the one Ginia loves is truly him, or some idealized image. There's bewilderment at how things progressed without him realizing. There's also a hint of annoyance at Ginia using his real name that he never shared with anyone but Caster.
'Let that be a final act of love.'
For a long time he just stands here, not looking at anything in particular. Finally he carefully folds the letter and hides it at the bottom of the drawer. Archer leaves the temple with a frown, heading straight to the archery range.
He's going to practice for a very long time.]