If our being here had anything to do with how good we are or were, then you certainly wouldn't be here, and nor would probably half this town. What would Diluc and Yuri have done?

[ That, at least, Flynn feels sure about. He has no idea how good he is, specifically: those posters and his memories so far seem to point to not as good as you should be. Maybe that's why he's here: to become some better version of himself, work on all those things he got wrong, before.

But Cecelia—careful Cecelia with her healing and her sharp eyes—cannot have done anything to deserve this. It's a pillar, practically, that he clings to, wrongly or no. ]