[ It isn't your fault is a useless dismissal, especially when he sees how sincere Sylvain's offering is. He has no more desire to cast a shadow on their evening than the other man. He listens though, his hand coming to briefly squeeze the other's arm. ]
You understand, then. It consumes you; how can it not? I wish you peace and travels upon your return.
[ It's out before he thinks better, leaving an odd taste. He means it, of course, but if he does, then it wishes whatever this is to either run its course, or to be a painful loss. Was that not the fate of all trysts, though? Basch had said he would consider love and family and home when the Empire was defeated, and that was twenty years ago.
Sylvain, thankfully, is more facile with conversation than he is, and seizes an opportunity to adjust. ] Funny how those of us who like plants and rocks have a tendency for quiet. Something you enjoy, though do not share, it would seem.
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Date: 2024-01-17 02:40 am (UTC)You understand, then. It consumes you; how can it not? I wish you peace and travels upon your return.
[ It's out before he thinks better, leaving an odd taste. He means it, of course, but if he does, then it wishes whatever this is to either run its course, or to be a painful loss. Was that not the fate of all trysts, though? Basch had said he would consider love and family and home when the Empire was defeated, and that was twenty years ago.
Sylvain, thankfully, is more facile with conversation than he is, and seizes an opportunity to adjust. ] Funny how those of us who like plants and rocks have a tendency for quiet. Something you enjoy, though do not share, it would seem.
[ It's a warm observation, teasing even. ]