[some brief, faint amusement. His own feelings sober as he sits next to Minuet, leaning back on his hands. He doesn't prompt him to talk, but there's a gentle sense of patience, the kind that comes with being willing to sit and wait for as long as you have to]
[he lets his head fall back, sighing tiredly. There's a low key feeling of shame that starts to bubbles up, something that lingers in the background, just loud enough to remind you that it's there]
Like anything I felt didn't matter, because he deserved this. And he would be safe back home.
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Better that than what's bothering you coming out when you don't want it. [he gestures between them] I'd be willing to listen if you need it.
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Sure. Let's go somewhere with less emotional eavesdropping first, though.
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That'd be nice, probably be easier on us, too. A lot of people are - uh, loud, for lack of a better way to put it.
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Can't throw stones. I'm one of 'em.
[ But okay, they can go like, sit by the lazy river or something. Out of emotional earshot of others. ]
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I don't think you're that loud.
[if this gets really depressing Tyr can duck into Thistle and grab some emergency booze, this is a great spot]
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[ He flops onto the grass so he can just stare up at the sky. Doesn't say anything, yet, but his emotions take a notably more dim turn ]
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[some brief, faint amusement. His own feelings sober as he sits next to Minuet, leaning back on his hands. He doesn't prompt him to talk, but there's a gentle sense of patience, the kind that comes with being willing to sit and wait for as long as you have to]
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What was it like, at first, once Crois was gone?
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Like anything I felt didn't matter, because he deserved this. And he would be safe back home.
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Yeah.
I felt some pretty selfish stuff too.
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Did you get pissed about it, too?
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[ Tyr only gets a glimpse of the grief behind this statement, but it's a put that tunnels to the very core of him, not remotely healed over. ]
But I did wish I could undo it. Even if being asleep is better and safer for him, and waking him would benefit only me.
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He makes a soft noise of understanding and lets his head tip back again to stare at the sky]
I keep trying to tell myself that it's wrong to feel that way and . . . I can't convince myself anymore.
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[genuinely curious]
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I dunno. Maybe I'm trying, but not always succeeding.
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