[ The weight of what she says, and the conviction behind it, sweeps over him, and once again, his eyes slide closed. He is tired, more tired than he can ever recall being, and he wants nothing more than to finally allow sleep to claim him, to whatever end. But before he can do that, he must respond to her one more time. But this time, when his eyes open, his vision swims and what he can see of her is dim, as if his sight is beginning to fade.
He fears that this time, when his senses flee from him, what will awaken in his place will not be him, but the version of him that has been wholly aligned with the will of Thordan, the god-king. Still, if that is so, he cannot let that happen without saying a final farewell. ]
I would never take your right to make your own decisions from you, and I understand full well how it must feel for you and your sister, to always be told about your importance, while everyone you encounter places such weight upon you both.
[ He feels a certain fogginess beginning to form in his mind, and he shakes his head, hoping to dislodge it and give himself a little more time to put his thoughts into words. ]
I can only speak for myself when I say that I- [ His breath catches in his chest, cutting his words off mid-sentence, but he does his best to continue. ] I could not stand to lose you or K'thisru both, and that is why I place so much importance on seeing you protected however possible. Your paths lead you into danger nearly every day, but that does not mean I wish to see you lost.
[ He hopes that she can understand him, that his words and meanings are clear. The fog that is swirling in his mind is muddling his thoughts and taking from him the usual clarity with which he speaks. ] I could never despise you for doing what I have always resolved to do for you since the beginning.
[ Namely that if her life was in danger, he would do everything and anything that he could to save her.
His head tips downwards then, as if betraying the exhaustion that is pulling him down and away from her. But he is not finished just yet.
And perhaps it is a mark of how tired he feels that he says what he does. If he had not endured the prolonged struggle between his will and Thordan's, he might have reacted differently. But the fact remains that weariness has settled in, along with a sort of resignation for what seems to be an unavoidable fate. ]
Alas, if I could have seen you on that day. There is no doubt in my mind that you would have far surpassed even the fairest of all who walk on our star.
[ He knows that he should have hope, and believe in her, as she has pleaded with him, but he cannot help but feel that his time has begun to run its course. ]
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He fears that this time, when his senses flee from him, what will awaken in his place will not be him, but the version of him that has been wholly aligned with the will of Thordan, the god-king. Still, if that is so, he cannot let that happen without saying a final farewell. ]
I would never take your right to make your own decisions from you, and I understand full well how it must feel for you and your sister, to always be told about your importance, while everyone you encounter places such weight upon you both.
[ He feels a certain fogginess beginning to form in his mind, and he shakes his head, hoping to dislodge it and give himself a little more time to put his thoughts into words. ]
I can only speak for myself when I say that I- [ His breath catches in his chest, cutting his words off mid-sentence, but he does his best to continue. ] I could not stand to lose you or K'thisru both, and that is why I place so much importance on seeing you protected however possible. Your paths lead you into danger nearly every day, but that does not mean I wish to see you lost.
[ He hopes that she can understand him, that his words and meanings are clear. The fog that is swirling in his mind is muddling his thoughts and taking from him the usual clarity with which he speaks. ] I could never despise you for doing what I have always resolved to do for you since the beginning.
[ Namely that if her life was in danger, he would do everything and anything that he could to save her.
His head tips downwards then, as if betraying the exhaustion that is pulling him down and away from her. But he is not finished just yet.
And perhaps it is a mark of how tired he feels that he says what he does. If he had not endured the prolonged struggle between his will and Thordan's, he might have reacted differently. But the fact remains that weariness has settled in, along with a sort of resignation for what seems to be an unavoidable fate. ]
Alas, if I could have seen you on that day. There is no doubt in my mind that you would have far surpassed even the fairest of all who walk on our star.
[ He knows that he should have hope, and believe in her, as she has pleaded with him, but he cannot help but feel that his time has begun to run its course. ]